When Li Huowang opened his eyes again, his head throbbing slightly, he found himself lying in a small tent. Beside him sat Bai Lingmiao, wearing only a bodice and silently combing her hair with a horn comb.
Li Huowang reached out, pulled her over, and embraced her.
Just as she silently began to undo her bodice, Li Huowang calmly told Bai Lingmiao what he had learned the previous night.
Her shy gaze was gradually replaced by shock and disgust. What Sun Baolu's mother had endured was beyond her imagination; how could anyone do such a thing to another human being?
Li Huowang's hand, the one without fingernails, rested on Bai Lingmiao's shoulder. "It seems Liang State isn't so great after all," he said with a sigh.
"But... but there's nothing like that where we come from... Our home is so much better," Bai Lingmiao said faintly.
