Chu Nanli had just finished breakfast and was satisfyingly patting her stomach when she heard a sharp, accusatory voice.
"Did you bully Yingying again yesterday?!"
The voice arrived before the person did.
The servants in the courtyard were trembling and kneeling all over the ground.
Chu Nanli's good mood was thoroughly spoiled.
When she looked up, a shadow fell in front of her.
The man's tall figure stepped into the main hall, his presence oppressive. The wind caused by his robes as he walked carried a chill.
Chu Nanli did not get up but looked up at him and said, "If the Prince is referring to Concubine Lin deliberately wearing the clothes chosen by this palace to show off here, then indeed, I did scold her."
"You dare admit it?!"
Chu Nanli said, "Under such circumstances, wouldn't anyone feel displeased? Has the Prince never heard of the saying, 'The instigator is despicable'?"
Ye Yunting's face looked even more unpleasant.
