"Princess Consort… I… I…!" Zhao Yin kept thinking about how he could escape the current predicament.
Xuexue gave him no chance to breathe, pressing him step by step: "You… you what? Since you have such audacity to accuse the Prince wrongly, you'd better be ready to face the consequences. Come, follow me to see the Prince."
As she spoke, Xuexue reached out to grab his sleeve.
Zhao Yin quickly dodged to the side, saying, "Princess Consort, men and women should not touch each other. Please have some self-respect."
Xuexue flared up, pulling out a gleaming dagger from her sleeve, and placed it against Zhao Yin's neck, saying icily, "If you don't move, I will slice your neck with this dagger."
Terrified, Zhao Yin's legs went weak, almost collapsing to the ground.
With his movement, Xuexue's dagger mercilessly scraped a wound on his neck.
Frightened out of his wits, Zhao Yin dared not move; though he was skilled in the Gu technique, he was clueless in martial arts.
