Xiang Ying watched helplessly as Xining took her last breath.
Her phoenix eyes widened.
Gao Liang stood up from the ground and said to the Xuanjia Army, "You can take the princess's body back now."
When the Xuanjia Army came forward to carry away Princess Xining, Xiang Ying suddenly raised her hand, drawing Jie Chen's sword.
With a "buzz", the tip of the sword trembled and pointed directly at Gao Liang's throat.
Gao Liang narrowed his eyes: "You mere Sin Slave, what are you trying to do?"
Dark, chilling frost filled Xiang Ying's phoenix eyes.
"You, you killed your own country's princess, and now that she is dead, you show not the slightest sadness. What is the meaning of this?"
Gao Liang slightly tilted his head, his tone more arrogant than ever.
"This was the Emperor's command. The princess died protecting her honor, which is what she was supposed to do."
