"Since you've accepted this dagger, you can't marry anyone else."
A bitter pang shot through Mo Lingling's heart. She stammered out a threat, "You... I... In any case, I won't be a concubine! If you insist on marrying me, then I'll... I won't kill myself, but I have my ways. You and that Wei Shisi won't have a moment's peace!"
Duan Mingfeng said dismissively, "What do I care if Wei Shisi is at peace?"
He seized her hand, pulling her in front of him. "And how do you plan to make me miserable?"
Mo Lingling was scared out of her wits, but she forced herself to appear calm.
"Don't push me!"
