Chu Qianli was left in the study.
That Prince Yexuan, who may or may not have been angry, had said before leaving that if she hadn't finished dealing with matters by the time he returned, he would deal with her.
What "dealing with her" meant, there was no need to guess.
Chu Qianli felt somewhat helpless.
Having one's fate in someone else's hands was truly an awful feeling.
But now, she could neither fight nor flee.
Moreover, if the relationship between the two of them was real, she did owe him quite a bit.
Disappearing was not her style.
"Miss, I've stewed some pear soup for you. Take a sip to cool down,"
Dongqing carried in the pear soup, cautiously placing it on one side.
"Miss, you've seemed a bit off these past couple of days. Please, have some first."
Chu Qianli pondered for a moment before putting down her pen and looking at her, "Dongqing, do you know who I am?"
Dongqing was startled by her serious expression, hesitated to shake her head, but ended up nodding.
