The pain, sharp and piercing, felt like a searing brand on my neck as the person in front of me gripped it with cruel intensity. It was a feeling of impending explosion, a throbbing sensation that threatened to overwhelm me.,The original owner, Xia Zi'an, naturally refused to agree. Since her betrothal was imminent, Xia Wan'er wept to the prince, Murong Qiao.,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."。