"Miss, before this takes a turn for the worse, you better be kind and obedient to His Imperial Majesty. He's not one to get angry easily," said Han Ping after they returned to Cheng Yue Palace. His words sounded sincere.
Ye Ningjie snorted coldly. "Thank you for your good intentions. But I know what I have done and will do."
Han Ping sighed. He was much older than Ye Ningjie, and his mind was certainly more mature. He could only tell that the girl was young and impulsive.
"Then I'll take my leave." Han Ping lowered his head and walked away.
"Miss..." Cai Ying immediately approached Ye Ningjie after everyone left. She wanted to say something, but the other party's cold gaze frightened her.
"Did you call them?" Ye Ningjie immediately asked with a glare. Previously, she had seen Huang Feiyu's shadow in the Cold Palace. There must be spies from the man's side watching her. Could it be this maid?
