Xiaosuisui tilted her head and asked, "What does 'fancy' mean?"
The Emperor didn't speak, so Deputy General Wang explained, "It means that Master Lu has taken a liking to Miss Xie!"
Xiaosuisui tilted her head again and said, "If you like someone, do you have to make her cry?"
The Emperor replied, "That's a deadly kind of affection!"
"Hmm?"
Xiaosuisui was quite puzzled, but no one spoke further.
Deputy General Wang listened to the Emperor's words, twirled his words around his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, and the group entered the city, which was quite desolate at this time.
There were very few people walking on the streets, but all wore faces full of sorrow.
"What has happened in the city? Why do they look so sad?"
