Her Revenge?

Song Jia casted a glance at Lu Ping.

"Those two aren't done yet."

Lu Ping looked at the Fifth Prince and his Princess Consort from a distance. "Are they going to harm you again?"

Song Jia merely shrugged.

Lu Ping straightened her back and looked at Song Jia in all seriousness. "This time they won't be able to do as they wish."

Song Jia reached for Lu Ping's hand and gave a squeeze. "Your Miss is stronger than those two combined. Don't worry about me. Let them do as they wish–. The grander they do it, the better."

Lu Ping nodded, following Song Jia as she reunited with her family and made their way back to the Song clan's residence.

Back in Huang Yimu's chambers, broken tea cups scattered on the ground. Teng Bi was kneeling, her head bowed down.

Teng Bi already had a clue as to what angered her Mistress.

It was the same as before. Every time someone praised Song Jia, her Mistress would be in a bad mood.