The wrinkles on the Queen's forehead deepened, and she pointed to the servants to wrap the table.
"So you asked for operating the case which might put your life in danger."
Why does this question sound too ridiculous to Xing Huan? What if she became the empress, sitting on the throne as if sleeping on sharp edgy glass that used to make her bleed.
Yet, she had cons that might plot her death before she could even get the title.
For a moment, silence filled the air and she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath she smiled and extended her hand, holding Queen Xing Xiao's hand.
She wasn't here to argue with her grandmother, unlike it, she came to make peace with her and inject her relief time.
"My lovely grandmother, this case is related to the place you wish me to take. I did not want to mention this but as you are worried, I am telling you just to trust me. If I don't get rid of our enemy, they will bring up my end before I sit on the throne."
