They were, as the maids said, the perfect couple. They were wonderful on their own, but together they were so full of light that even the glittering pile of gold would have to yield its shine. The light was almost divine. How can two people who look so good together be so numb?
Hui just couldn’t understand it at all.
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A cold chill filled the conference room. The nobles, seated around a large round table, glanced at each other and broke into a cold sweat. Cahir, who sat in the biggest and highest chair, his fingers twitching. The pompous Marquis Su advanced in front of him like an arrow shot from the bow and kneeled down. He slammed and slammed his forehead on the marble floor. Cahir stared at the marble floor stained with the blood from his forehead. Rosaline felt worse and worse.
“Hui, get the mop. Quick.”
Rosaline whispered into Hui’s ear. Hui hurried out and brought a rag to clean the blood. Rosaline meanwhile called out the guards to prevent Marquis Su from staining the marble floor any more with his blood. The guards grasped his arms tightly.
“Your Majesty, I have sinned to die. I am blinded by the money before me! Give information to the general of the enemy”.
“You’re not a fool at all, are you? Then you’ll die.”
The face of the splendid Marquis Su turned pale. He looked back at Rosaline with wistful eyes. Rosaline sighed.
“What’s the matter with you all of a sudden? You haven’t held up a birthday party for five years?” Cahir said.
Rosaline had a faint spirit with Cahir’s crooked tone. She smiled.
“You had destroyed one of the noble families that had supported the empress.”
“Who? There are too many to tell.”
“Marquis Su. You said that you would kill him yourself.”
“Yes, I remember. I pulled out the sword right away, but you blocked the way. He belongs to the Empress? We need to catch him again.”
Cahir’s face grew darker. Rosaline waved her hand hurriedly.