The Double

Jih Heng paused upon hearing this, then after a while, suddenly asked, "I heard that Xue Fangfei was strangled to death?"

"Yes," Jiang Li answered, "During the tripartite tribunal’s trial of Shen Yurong and Princess Yongning, it was made clear in the case file."

"What does it feel like?" His amber eyes were very moving, the outer corners lifted, the lower lashes drooped, and so seductiveness and gentleness shared a hue, wickedness and naivety coexisted.

"Probably very painful..." Jiang Li’s gaze became somewhat distant; before taking revenge, those events, whenever recalled, felt as if they had just happened, and she could even vividly remember every expression on Princess Yongning’s face, her own suffocating discomfort at that time. But after Princess Yongning and Shen Yurong had their fates sealed, those events became very distant, as if a lifetime had passed, and when she thought back on them, everything was blurry, nothing felt real.

She truly let go, hadn’t she?

Jih Heng patted Jiang Li’s head, probably as he would usually pat Xiao Lan, and said, "You rest well, I’ll have someone come to serve you. Let’s talk about anything else tomorrow."

Jiang Li said, "Please trouble the Duke to send a message to inform my father and uncle that I am temporarily safe, no need for worry."

"Alright," Jih Heng spoke while walking out of the room, and as he reached the doorway, Jiang Li’s voice came from behind.