Shen Ruoxi slightly furrowed her graceful eyebrows, her gaze fixated on him.
One must know, for an ordinary person suffering such severe injuries, even if not dead, they should be half-dead by now.
But he seemed like an anomaly, only his complexion was pale without blood, the rest was as if nothing had happened.
This made Shen Ruoxi secretly marvel again at the strength of his body!
However, having painstakingly saved his life, not a word of gratitude was uttered; instead, he began by expelling her, showing no sense of propriety!
Shen Ruoxi slightly pressed her lips, her expression cold and aloof, "Does the Marshal know this humble minister?"
Jun Moling gazed at her, his eyes full of confusion, humble minister? What does that mean?
At this moment, she had already changed out of the bloodstained clothes, and though simply dressed, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
But the heavy dark circles under her eyes and the pale, bloodless lips all evidenced her extreme exhaustion.
