It wasn't only because of Head Lady Ping's arrival that those bastard senior servants finally backed off and stopped attacking Ying Hua. But the head lady's words that Ying Hua was the prince's future wife had been another slap in the face.
Now the senior servants took a few steps back. The hand that had been holding Ying Hua's collar was sadly removed. Their mouths were agape while their eyes slid to various corners quite miserably. They could not say anything, even defend themselves as usual.
Head Lady Ping approached Ying Hua, then saluted in a very graceful manner, thus making the senior servants believe that this was not a joke. "I'll take you to your room, Miss. At the same time, I will discuss a few things regarding the appointment of a personal butler for you."
