Tang Zan's eyes were blood-red, looking at Pei Shu'er with a gaze as if covered by frost. A wave of coldness and overwhelming murderous intent poured forth.
The sword he unsheathed was pointing at Pei Shu'er. His eyes were filled with rolling hatred and a deep, deep pain.
His voice was hoarse: "Why did you do this?"
The sword moved closer to Pei Shu'er, but stopped at her neck.
The cold blade grazed her neck, causing her heart to gradually sink to the bottom.
Looking at Tang Zan's cold gaze, like the depths of Netherworld Hell, Pei Shu'er felt a shiver from the depths of her soul.
At the same time, there was also an indescribable injustice.
In fact, the reason why the Prince Zhan Mansion was exiled was never written, it was just a wrongful conviction.
Thinking that after she transmigrated into the book, the world in the book automatically filled in this plot, she still felt something was amiss in her heart.
