After Yun Chi left, Hua Yan looked at the Princess with stifled anger.
The Princess watched Hua Yan carefully, behaving obediently as she sat. Seeing Hua Yan's face looking extremely ill-tempered, she didn't dare to let out even a breath. She had never seen a woman like Hua Yan before—seemingly docile and frail, yet once confronted, it was as if she had a sharp sword in her hand, capable of severing one's throat with a single stroke.
This was an innate aura, invisible and intangible, yet chilling to the bone.
Today, she finally understood why the butler always looked as if stricken with terror when mentioning Hua Yan.
She dared to threaten the Empress Dowager to leap from a tower tens of meters high, she dared to speak carelessly without presenting due respects to the Son of Heaven, she dared to openly proclaim her affection for the man she fancied without fearing the Crown Prince's wrath or the world's disapproval...
