"What! They're targeting our Miss? Is she in any danger?" Upon hearing this, Su Mei stood up in a panic, wishing she could rush into the palace to kill those mean-hearted women.
Su Mei had not fully understood her own words. Wanyan Kang, observing this, couldn't help but smile.
She was pure in spirit and simple in thought. Perhaps that is what drew him to her—the manipulations and secret battles among the Palace women disgusted him. He finally found rest only in Su Mei's company. What a joy, a woman with no ulterior motives, how wonderful!
Noticing Wanyan Kang just smiling at her without explaining, Su Mei got angry and knocked him on the head with a chestnut, "Speak! Who is plotting against our Miss? Is it your mother, the Consort? Where do you stand on this?"
Su Mei's chestnut attack made Wanyan Kang wince in pain. He held his head and pretended to be hurt, saying, "Ouch, it hurts so much! Ouch, are you trying to murder your husband?"
