"When I was preparing to rescue you."
"Did you ask her... to take my place?"
Mo Nanjue nodded; he never denied what he did, "Yes."
Luo Xiao continued, "You even buried explosives around the Flame Hall, hoping that Han Qingqing and I would die together. Then this matter would fade into dust, and no one would speak of it or know about it."
Mo Nanjue felt amused, his voice turning colder, "I didn't plant the explosives. There are plenty of people who want you dead without me having to lift a finger."
"Is that so?" Luo Xiao stared at his face, each word striking at the heart, "But back in the bridal chamber, Han Qingqing knelt and begged me to let her go. She said she didn't want to be there; she wanted to start a new life. But you, Mo Nanjue, wouldn't let her, forcing her to be the substitute bride. You told her that since she harmed me before, you would never let her go..."
Tong Ran's body shook, and she tightened her grip on the man's collar, "Qingqing she..."
