He Ping'an looked weary, her eyelids drooping, as if she wanted to speak but held back.
Lin Yao slapped her on the head and reminded her, "He Ping'an, if he truly had supernatural powers, he wouldn't be an observing official in the Ministry of War now."
He Ping'an was immersed in past memories. Unexpectedly, his slap squeezed out a few tears, startling Lin Yao.
"Why are you crying?" He wiped her face with his sleeve and comforted her, "If he truly has a deep grievance with you, just say it. If he's really heinous, in a few days I'll throw him outside the Great Wall to feed the wolves."
He Ping'an's eyes were red, and she stared at him motionlessly, not knowing how to bring up her past life.
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