"Miss Rou, Miss Rou... something terrible has happened!"
Zhen Rou's personal maid Huanhuan rushed into the Shuixin Pavilion, her face full of urgency, completely forgetting basic etiquette.
Zhen Rou was still lying on the bed, her face pale, looking as fragile as a delicate peony beaten by the rain.
"What's the matter, why are you yelling? It's so improper." Zhen Rou, annoyed by the disturbance, chastised Huanhuan.
Huanhuan took a breath: "Miss Rou... Yun Xiang, she..."
"What's wrong with her?" Zhen Rou clearly didn't care about Yun Xiang, asking indifferently.
Huanhuan: "Yun Xiang, she's betrayed."
"What!"
Zhen Rou sat up suddenly, her face full of disbelief.
"How could she betray?"
Huanhuan continued: "Just now, I heard the news... Yun Xiang told Your Highness everything, and now His Highness is coming to Shuixin Pavilion."
Zhen Rou's heart thundered; how could Yun Xiang betray?
She had clearly agreed with her...
