Of course he was afraid of Yan Huai. He was terrified of him to the extreme.,"Lady, you killed me... it's all my fault... it's my fault..." Wen Xue Luo wept bitterly, kneeling at her feet, her voice weak and pitiful. Her demeanor was heartbreaking, but secretly, she held onto Xie Shuning's hand in an unseen corner, her long fingernails like water lilies, piercing deeply into Xie Shuning's flesh: "Let me atone for the Prince...",However, Xie Shuning gripped it so tightly that her knuckles turned white, stopping it from escaping.。