Little White Flower and Qing'er arrived early to visit Liu Rushuang, and found her lying on a bench, reading.
"His Majesty looked very angry yesterday, milady… are you alright?" Little White Flower quickly approached her to ask.
Liu Rushuang put her book aside after hearing what Little White Flower said, sat upright and reached out to pinch Little White Flower's cheeks. "Don't I look alright?" She smiled lightly.
"You do."
Little White Flower nodding, and then cheerfully said, "His Majesty really does love you, milady… he is willing to beat up the secret guard and not you, right?"
The corner of Liu Rushuang's lips twitched at that, and cold sweat streamed profusely from her forehead. She would rather be Lian Jiuhua and get beaten up—in comparison, she was bullied for almost half a day from afternoon to morning, and the very thought of it left her trembling.
"Why aren't you saying anything, milady?"
