“An old acquaintance? Yin Can or Wu Hen?” I asked casually, with a dismissive tone.
Whether Wu Hen or Yin Can, they had both betrayed me too deeply. If not for Yin Can, I wouldn’t be in my current state. If not for Wu Hen, I wouldn’t be in this cold palace-like thatched cottage. So whichever of them it was, I didn’t want to see them.
“Go tell Yin Can that I’m quite content here and don’t want to meet any old acquaintance!” I said irritably to the maid. I didn’t even address the King, directly using his name. She was probably startled and stared at me blankly for a moment.
I ignored her and sat down on the stool.
But unexpectedly, this wooden-headed servant who had never spoken to me suddenly lifted me up, carrying me like a pig, despite my struggles.
I didn’t know if she was even a woman, as her strength was greater than a man’s. She lifted me effortlessly, and no matter how I struggled, it was useless.
“The King said that if miss doesn’t want to meet an old acquaintance, the servant will make the decision. We’ll carry you there if necessary. So please be quiet, or you might get hurt, and the servant cannot bear the consequences!” she said with a tense face, her tone unwavering.
If my third brother insists on asking for her, I would find it difficult to explain to Wuhen. So today, I’ve summoned both Yincan and Wuhen. You can ask them directly. If they nod, I will have no objections,” Cang Lian said flatly.
I pretended not to notice, but my eyes kept looking at Shui Zixi behind Cang Lian. From the beginning, he remained emotionless, nothing but cold indifference.
My eyes were almost entirely on Wei Luo and Shui Zixi. Throughout, I never looked at Wuhen and Yincan.
Yincan was the instigator of everything, while Wuhen played a role in fueling the situation. Although he was previously reluctant to let me enter the palace and repeatedly asked if I was willing, I still resented him.
