Jealousy

Di Fuyi was not a man of exalted virtue, of that she knew. Was he doing his best as penance for Yuanyuan's sin?

"Thanks," Gu Xijiu acknowledged his effort with a hoarse voice. After going through the sweaty and painful process of recovery, she felt much better.

Di Fuyi paused as soon as he heard her. With a complicated look, he gazed at her as he replied, "Thanks? Do you really think that is what I want to hear?"

Gu Xijiu was speechless. However, she needed to make herself clear, "Your Princess Yuanyuan has condemned me to great torture. I appreciate your help in saving my life, but I will definitely make her pay for what she has done."

At most, she would consider keeping Yuanyuan alive for his sake, but she would definitely make her suffer the same way, if not worse. Only then she could vent her anger for suffering.

Di Fuyi was a little affected by what she said, but chose to respond calmly, "Do as you please."