A Sudden Unforeseen Accident

In the evening, Qing'Er heard the flute and complimented, "Young Miss, who's staying next door. The sound of their flute sounds so good!"

It sounded very melodic and it comforted her entire body. She wasn't in so much pain anymore!

"It's Han Moze," said Liu Rushuang coldly.

"Huh?" Qing'Er blinked her big watery eyes and asked, "Young Miss, are you still going back?'

Liu Rushuang knocked the table with her slender fingers and replied with determination. "I'm not going back. I never liked that Emperor. Why should I go back?"

Qing'Er furrowed her brows as she looked at Liu Rushuang. She could tell that she was just pretending to look cold and could easily sense a hint of sadness.

The young miss did feel a little something for the tyrant. Otherwise, why would she look so unhappy?

"Young miss, I support whatever you do," she said.