"You never asked me."
Xia Weibao choked, "Are you saying that if I don't ask, you wouldn't tell me yourself!"
"Why should I tell you? What if you get scared and run away?"
Xia Weibao, "..."
There seemed to be some truth to it.
"Is my identity really that important? Are you willing to go with me because of who I am, or because of my status?"
"Of course, it's because of who you are!"
"Then that's settled."
Xia Weibao choked again, looking at the lofty city wall with some confusion.
Once past the Palace Gate, there would be no more freedom in the future.
To live and die within the palace, was this really the life she wanted?
She hesitated.
"Come with me." The man's words seemed to carry a plea.
Xia Weibao's heart softened, and she placed her hand back into his palm.
Following him, step by step towards that splendid cage.
Perhaps, from the moment she met him, she was destined to not escape.
