"Xiaoxuan."
Pei Yuhang called out softly, his voice low and hoarse. "Let's talk about this later. I'm brewing medicine right now."
"Yuhang!"
Shang Miaoyan's voice suddenly sharpened. She leaned in, her red lips brushing against his ear, her breath hot. "You can't be indecisive any longer."
"Give up on Ye Liyuan, and you can be with me without any worries~! Isn't that better?"
"Give up on Liyuan? Then she would…"
"Then just let her disappear~"
Pei Yuhang whipped his head around, his pupils contracting abruptly.
The "Fan Xuan" before him still wore a sweet smile, but the cold glint in her eyes made her seem like a stranger.
'Let Liyuan disappear?'
Pei Yuhang's breath hitched, and a tightness constricted his chest.
He had never imagined that the "Xiaoxuan" who had once helped him escape the Saintess Hall—the one who had risked her life to bring him food after Shang Miaoyan locked him in solitary confinement—
could say something so horrifying with such casual indifference!
