Xue Mianmian swallowed nervously and said in a low voice, "Zhaozhao, aren't you afraid that His Highness will get angry when you say such things?"
Shen Yinning was indifferent: "Let him be angry or not."
Xue Mianmian looked at her with admiration.
Ever since Zhaozhao returned to the Capital, who knows how many times she has angered the Crown Prince, yet she shows no sign of fear.
If only she had the courage and wit of Zhaozhao, she might have long escaped from Xue Ling's grasp.
She dreamed of leaving that irritable and gloomy brute!
Xue Mianmian couldn't help but clutch her dress, nervously glancing around.
With so many people here, fat ones, short ones, tall ones, thin ones from all over the world came, maybe she could take advantage of the crowd to sneak away, hide in any box, and finally get rid of that big demon Xue Ling?
Anyway, Chun'er and Dong'er are now with Qingqing serving her, in consideration of sibling bonds, Xue Ling should not do anything to them.
