She had not yet figured out how to phrase her request when Su Yingxue told her, "You beg Her Majesty to spare Chen Ruobai's life, but do you know that my husband is still battling her, uncertain whether he is dead or alive?"
Zhuo Qing closed her mouth, and silent tears spilled from the corners of her eyes.
Indeed, what right did she have to ask Su Yingxue to spare the princess?
The princess was already deeply mired, unable to extricate herself.
All she could ask for...
was that the citizens within the capital might survive, and that Ji Yun Country might see a day of rejuvenation.
Compared to her tumultuous emotions and anxiety, Chen Qingshui appeared quite indifferent. Her face was expressionless as always, but when she first met Chu Yihan yesterday, she suddenly felt dazzled.
Some people, just by their appearance, can remain unforgettable for a lifetime.
And his heroic, solitary advance, clad in iron and gold, inspires admiration and longing.
Thus, she began to fall.
