Pei Wendong was about to speak again when he saw her pull out a dagger and press it against her throat, her complexion changing, "Xie Yi! Don't be rash!"
"I'm not being rash! And I won't die! Brother Wendong! I just want to be with you! I'm afraid of losing you! If you really have to send me away, then I only have death left!" Xie Yi smiled miserably, the dagger piercing her skin and beading a drop of blood red.
Pei Wendong gazed at her intently, deeply looking at her, "Xie Yi! I arranged for you to go somewhere else to give you a way out. If you insist on staying, I hope you won't have regrets."
"I won't regret it! I'm willing to be a concubine!" Two tears fell down Xie Yi's cheeks and dropped onto her clothes, spreading out in a bloom.
Pei Wendong watched her for a while, then stood up and left.
