"He stands far away every time he comes to issue missions. There are then maidservants who come up to explain the details."
"That is why I have only seen several glances from far away."
"I truly can't distinguish his features!"
Qiao Mu's lips reveal a snigger. She asked with a nod, "Oh? You sure."
"I-I, I am sure. I am." Shuntian Prefecture's Prefecture Lord Geng Pengcheng was like a quail that had lost its guts. He covered his transparent head with his hands and trembled while saying, "Crown Prince Consort, there is absolutely no falsehood in this humble one's words."
Qiao Mu's gaze turned especially profound. She swept Geng Pengcheng a glance and nodded with a flick of her sleeve. "At least you know your place."
When her lotus-colored sleeves flitted over Geng Pengcheng's head, his face paled from fear.
He had thought that the little lady intended to wipe him out. Yet that did not happen.
