At the mention of this, Ruohan couldn't help but remember her promise to her father that she would return when he got better. Now, having broken her promise, was she being unfilial as a daughter? Another figure surfaced in her mind - a man in white, tainted with blood, brimming with bitterness. Her promise to him had also turned into emptiness. Chengya, did he actually know? Did he know that once she left, she would never return? Yet, he chose to believe in the lie and wait for her to come back. The more she thought about it, the more she felt the bitterness spreading within her. How many people had she wronged? "Han'er, look at me. You are with me now, and I will not allow you to think of anyone else!" Ruohan lifted her eyes only to be met with an overwhelming passionate kiss. His hot breath spread inch by inch across her face. She found the man before her at this moment so domineering, yet so gentle. With a faint smile, she drove away the unease and bitterness in her heart and reached out to pull down the curtain. The wedding night of Princess Linglong of the Xiongnu ended in a tangle of intimacy.
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