Chapter 40 #A Day as Husband and Wife, a Hundred Days of Grace I lay on the ground, staring up at Xie Zhuo’s upside-down features. I thought, given the state of our relationship now, he’d at least argue a little. But he didn’t... In his dark pupils was a reflection of the snow-white bloodstained ground, and my pale face. The rims of those pupils trembled, just like his fingertips, as if he sealed away emotions I couldn't understand in those crystalline eyes. It was as if he realized I was prying…