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 air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.,The original owner, Xia Zi'an, naturally refused to agree. Since her betrothal was imminent, Xia Wan'er wept to the prince, Murong Qiao.。