Did it hurt?

Aghia let out a cold laugh deep within her heart.

Her complexion was pallid, marked by an unrestrained sorrow, as she looked directly into the emperor's eyes.

"what shall I do if it hurts?"

She spoke softly, her voice low, like a snowflake descending in winter, landing on Xie Jie's heart, but turning into a deep-cutting blade.

"Isn't it all because of you?"

"Aghia!" He frowned and bellowed ...