Li Hongyuan was going to be pissed to death by her.
At this moment, Li Yuanyuan walked to the door, her eyes filled with tears, "Princess Consort, I have finished the dance. Can I go back now?"
Li Hongyuan turned to look at her.
She stood at the entrance, shrinking her neck, looking pitiful.
"From now on, you are not allowed to order her around at will." After saying this to Jiang Ning, Li Hongyuan went over and took Li Yuanyuan's hand to leave.
Huang Ying sighed, "Miss, you went a bit too far this time. His Highness's hand was burned so badly that he probably won't be able to write tomorrow. The Prince is not one to be trifled with."
Jiang Ning said, "Whose side are you on? How dare you lecture me?"
"As your servant, I naturally want the best for you, which is why I'm saying this." Huang Ying advised, "By tormenting Li Teng's people, aren't you making His Highness pity her even more and dislike you even more?"