General Zhongyong stared blankly at Xiang Qianqian standing beside the Sixth Prince.
"Fifth Princess, why would you do this? These Southern Yue people, they are our sworn enemies!"
Xiang Qianqian slightly raised her head: "You are the one who is confused. Xizhou has already fallen. I am not a princess, but a concubine of the Sixth Prince."
The Sixth Prince glanced at her, his expression not as pleased as Xiang Qianqian had imagined.
He waved his hand, signaling the men below to take control of General Zhongyong and to extract a confession through severe torture, ensuring that they beat out the remaining army's route of march.
Afterward, the Sixth Prince turned to look at Xiang Qianqian.
"Come inside with me."
Xiang Qianqian felt secretly delighted within her heart, guessing that the Sixth Prince wanted to reward her, perhaps?
The room was brightly lit. The Sixth Prince was seated, while Xiang Qianqian stood.
