Emperor Wu Su's deep eyes took in Ji Qingwu's panicked expression.
His deep voice held a rare trace of gentleness.
'Gentle?'
'Putting herself in his shoes, Ji Qingwu found it utterly inconceivable.'
'To have been taken advantage of because of a moment of carelessness, and then to see the culprit again years later... anyone would be flying into a rage.'
'Especially since he was now the Emperor who ruled over all under heaven. That night should have been the greatest shame of his life.'
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, and her thoughts drifted into the past.
An image of the first time she saw that face surfaced in her mind.
At the time, she was a military doctor and had been at the Northern Army Camp for over a year.
But just the day before, she had discovered she'd been pursuing the wrong man.
Who would have thought that a single army camp would have two main generals—a General Dingbei and a General Zhenbei—with such similar titles?
