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"Gu Yi found herself unexpectedly at a loss. The man before her looked so disheveled and forlorn that she reached for her handkerchief and offered it to him without thinking. Her voice was soft. “Lord Ye, wipe the blood off your hands.”"

"Ye Shaoan had wanted to protest—these weren’t his wounds—but when he saw concern in Gu Yi’s eyes and the handkerchief extended toward him, a small scrap of conscience nudged him. “Thank you, Princess,” he said."

"The handkerchief only smudged the dried stains; it couldn’t erase them. All it did was leave the metallic tang of blood on his fingers again."