บท 70: Chapter 66: Sorry, My Hand Slipped_2

Qing Luan merely glanced at Liunian, clearly not intending to argue with him much, as her red lips slightly parted.

"Your insolence is unbecoming. In the past, I could have had you killed on the spot, and no one could say a word against it. You should be thankful for Great Zhou's new laws, which forbid the arbitrary execution of commoners."

Having said that, Qing Luan didn't wish to say anymore and turned to walk to a nearby haystack.

She looked at the dense, thread-like rain falling from the sky.

Cold and proud.

This was a side of Qing Luan that Liunian had never seen before.

"I, Cheng Liunian, merely left the mansion for a short while, and Qing Luan has changed to this extent?"

"Could it really be that I've mistaken someone else for her?"

Cheng Liunian, overawed by Qing Luan's aura, suddenly felt that he might really have mistaken someone else for her.

The Qing Luan before him differed far too much from the quiet, obedient girl who used to follow him around.