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Xia Wan'er looked at Xia Zi'an, who was in a sorry state below. A venomous flash crossed her eyes, but she pleaded in a pleading tone: "Sister, I beg you to spare me and the Prince. My sister will remember your kindness for life.",Eight years as an agent honed a will of steel, gritted teeth, shouldered the shame and pain that wasn't theirs, beat by beat, fresh blood spilling from within. The back was scarred, nearly broken, with every blow.,In the hazy slumber, Zi An only heard a majestic voice slowly rise, "There will be a wedding tomorrow. If you are injured even a little more, you will be carried to the bridal sedan in your coma. It's what the Liang King wants. Only the direct daughter of the Xiangfu can be his Queen. As for any disability or disfigurement afterward, the Liang King won’t care."。