Thinking of Ning'er who died because of Murong Qiqi set Wanyan Baozhu's blood on fire.
"Chou'er, come with me! I'll take you to the Nanlin Royal Mansion. We will confront Murong Qiqi face to face, I will vindicate you, and let King Nanlin see Murong Qiqi's ugly face for what it really is!"
No sooner had Wanyan Baozhu stood up to leave than Chou'er held onto her legs, pleading fervently.
"Princess, this servant knows you mean well and I am deeply grateful, but acting impulsively now would not only harm me, but also harm you! Murong Qiqi is the favored one of King Nanlin right now, even if you speak out, he might not take it to heart nor remember it, let alone listen to a lowly person like me!"
Chou'er's words made sense, halting Wanyan Baozhu in her tracks. But in no time, another plan came to her mind.
"If this does not work, then I'll take you to plead to my father! He will assure your justice!"
