Pei Muyang couldn't stand it any longer and spoke softly, "Emperor, that maid, she is the Lady's favorite. Emperor, I beg you, please show some mercy."
He Ying was "playing" with ice cubes, his hands were frozen stiff, purplish and numb.
He showed no mercy to himself, so how could he show it to others?
"Do you also want to give it a try?"
He looked at him coldly.
Pei Muyang immediately knelt down but still pleaded, "Emperor, you can't do this—"
Self-harm!
He knew the Emperor was suffering, so he made everyone else suffer along with him.
He was like an untamed beast, only killing, blood, and pain could bring him temporary peace.
But he couldn't continue to harm himself like this!
"Emperor, please put down the ice cubes."
"Emperor, the Lady even once praised that your hands were handsome. You should take care of them; if they get frostbitten, they won't look good."
"Emperor, if the Lady knew about this, she would feel pained."
Pei Muyang kept persuading him.
