"Prince, what do you mean by this?"
Xuexue's eyes were cold and clear, looking at him resentfully.
"Literal meaning. You can do it, but can't hear it?" The voice was as cold as a thousand-year-old icy pool.
Due to the War Prince's arrival, everyone dared not breathe for fear of provoking a fatal disaster.
In the extremely silent hall, their quarrelling voices were clearly heard by everyone, and now they completely believed the rumors were true: the War Prince and the Consort had no affection for each other.
Rumor has it the Princess Consort was quite favored; after the Prince recovered from illness, he couldn't wait to spend the night with her. It was said the next morning that the Princess Consort couldn't even stand steadily when getting out of bed, showing how deep the Prince's martial power was. Managing a hundred women in one night would absolutely be no problem.
Long Rui's sarcastic tone thoroughly enraged Xuexue.
