Looking at Yi Chen, whose face was filled with terror, the dignified woman couldn't help but feel a headache forming.
"State Preceptor, it's not what you think~"
"Your Majesty exaggerates, I haven't thought anything at all." Yi Chen cautiously took a half step back, bowed respectfully with his hands clasped together, his gaze flickering.
One can eat anything recklessly, for Yi Chengzi has yet to encounter any poison that could harm him, but words cannot be spoken carelessly.
Heaven and earth as witness, this chariot Yi Chengzi has never driven, being suddenly burdened with a significant setback for no reason was too much of a loss, unless... nonsense, there were no unless.
Watching Yi Chen's half step retreat, the dignified woman looked at the still kneeling child and, holding her forehead with a hand adorned with dark red nails painted with cardamom, she couldn't help but pinch between her brows with force.
All her carefully designed proceedings were ruined.
