"But, Princess..." Lin Yue was still somewhat worried. She didn't believe for a second that Princess Yong'an's martial arts skills were any good. After all, which royal princess would seriously practice martial arts? Most likely, it would be all show—a case of style over substance. The palace servants, eager to curry favor with their masters, naturally wouldn't dare to strike hard. But out in the real world, who cares if you're a princess? They won't pull their punches just because of that. So when Lin Yue heard that Princess Yongle seemed to be looking for a fight, her anxiety only deepened, and her troubled expression was impossible to hide.
When Lady Roujia saw Lin Yue like this, she knew the girl was worrying too much. "Alright, alright, Yueyue, stop fussing. Since we've already decided, why talk so much? It's better if we just head out quickly. It's getting late, and if we delay any further, there won't be much time left for us to enjoy our outing."