Xia Weibao tossed a cherry into her mouth, unconcerned.
"I'm serious, don't brush it off. Yongxuan appears kind on the surface, but she's very cunning.
Anyone who's crossed her hasn't met a good end. Many have died under mysterious circumstances."
"I'm waiting."
Her Majesty the Empress was eager and ready.
The murderous look in Xia Yongxuan's eyes when she left had excited her.
Send assassins to kill her, the more the better!
It's been so long since she had to defend herself, she's practically rusting.
When Xia Yongxuan entered Xia Yongtong's room, everything inside had been smashed to bits.
Xia Yongtong sat at the edge of the bed, angrily slicing up clothes with scissors.
"Why are you cutting up clothes?"
Xia Yongtong looked up, glanced at her, then looked down and continued cutting. "These clothes belong to Xia Weibao."
She had stolen them to cut.
If she couldn't cut Xia Weibao, at least she could cut her clothes!
