Nie Lanzhi nodded vigorously. "With Sister's beauty that could topple cities and kingdoms, with charm enough to captivate all living beings, any man who saw you would be bewitched. The Little Marquis said that if he could stay by Sister's side forever, it would surely be the happiest thing in the world!"
"Since he truly cared so much, why did he try to put me to death at Heaven-Cleaving Desolate Ridge?"
Nie Lanxin flicked her sleeve and gazed toward the bright moon in the great river. A chill spread beneath her feet, frosting the ground with a layer of ice.
Nie Lanzhi answered cautiously, "It was precisely because of that incident that he regretted it beyond measure. He hopes Sister can forgive him and give him another chance."
"Give him another chance?"
Nie Lanxin's gaze deepened as she looked intently at Nie Lanzhi.
She secretly thought, Lan Zhi likes Ning Xiaochuan so much that she would never invent a story to deceive me. Could everything Lan Zhi said be true? Did Nie Lanxin truly hate Ning Xiaochuan? Of course she did.
But did she truly want to put Ning Xiaochuan to death? Not necessarily.
One reason she wanted to deal with Ning Xiaochuan was that their fleeting affair that night had indeed left her unable to let go. She simply did not know how she should face this man from now on. The other reason was that she truly did not want Ning Xiaochuan and her younger sister to develop feelings for each other.
Her younger sister belonged to her alone.
She was a proud woman. Ever since childhood, she had been gifted and intelligent, praised and pursued by everyone. Yet Ning Xiaochuan had managed to suppress her by a head. He had not only stolen her glory and taken