Jiang Ning reached out and tapped her forehead, scolding, "Don't talk nonsense outside. Your sister Huang Ying always praises you for being smart and having a steady temperament, that's why I often bring you out. Don't become like Chunlai."
Xiachu hurriedly said, "It was my loose tongue; I won't dare to do so again."
"It's not that you can't speak, just be cautious and prudent with your words." Jiang Ning gestured around her neck, lowered her voice, "This can cost you your life, you know!"
Xiachu's face turned pale.
Jiang Ning laughed, "Look how scared you are."
Xiachu shook her head vigorously, "I was out of line."
As they walked out of Prince of Zhao's residence, a carriage from the palace was waiting for them.
Those who recognized this carriage stayed far away, not daring to approach.
Jiang Ning glanced around and caught sight of a familiar figure, stopping in her tracks.
