Xiang Ying's phoenix eyes beneath her lashes slowly rose with a faint smile.
"You just accept it, and with that, I'll consider you've agreed to help me handle this matter with the Zhao Family."
"No wonder you gave me a gift," Jie Chen sneered coldly, "turns out you've been planning to hide behind me all along."
Xiang Ying spoke with an innocent tone: "Given my limited status, I can only rely on you. Of course, if you agree to let me kill, this matter would be much easier to handle."
Jie Chen's sword-like eyebrows knotted in coldness: "No way."
Her status was too sensitive, the elder princess of Xizhou killing even a single person from Nanyue could easily provoke dissatisfaction in the entire army.
Jie Chen emphasized again: "The Great General should arrive here within a day, just behave yourself and don't show your face these days."
Xiang Ying uttered an "Oh," and was about to leave but was called back by Jie Chen.
"Take this with you before you go."
