The one who was accustomed to killing, having slaughtered numerous cities, and indifferent to being called a tyrant, now cares about his reputation in matters of men and women.
Xie Wanqing found it amusing. She looked at him with a gentle gaze and said, "It would have been better if you had cared about this earlier."
As her words fell, the smile on Lu Ziyuan's lips stiffened.
He stuffed a piece of orange into her mouth and said, "I was too arrogant."
Xie Wanqing softly murmured an acknowledgment and slowly swallowed the piece of orange.
It was the first time they spoke of the past with such tranquility.
At this moment, Xie Wanqing's mind was filled with thoughts of their past lives.
She pursed her lips and said, "Did you really think of taking a concubine back then? Liu Manrou was just a pawn meant for me to accept this prematurely…"
