"Princely Heir, let's go," Uncle Han said coldly. Having heard what the woman had said and now seeing that aggrieved face, for whose benefit was that display? How could such a duplicitous woman be fit to be the future Queen of Nanmen State?
"Nian Ru—" Nanmen Yu took a step forward, eager to explain something.
Prince Duan had already snorted coldly and pulled Zheng Nianru behind him.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, we're out of your league. Please leave quickly," Prince Duan said tensely, aware that his own men were no match for Nanmen Yu's subordinates, cursing himself for not having focused on this aspect earlier, which led to their current vulnerability.
Nanmen Yu wanted to explain further, but Uncle Han likewise stepped forward and resolutely grabbed Nanmen Yu's arm.
"Princely Heir, let's go quickly. If we wait any longer, who knows what schemes and plots might be awaiting us?"
