West Wing Room
Yun Chunnuan was originally just fulfilling her duty as a host, asking a doctor to examine the injured man.
However, when she saw the man lying on the couch, his face pale as paper, yet still smiling to comfort her, a trace of guilt rose in her heart.
"Xiao Qi, it's alright. I'm a person from the Central Plains, not liked by the people of Bianliao, which is understandable.
That warrior was just venting, not aiming for any fatal harm."
Ever since the Little Princess appeared, Ying Ce had been soothing the situation.
He even offered his own interpretation of the other's intentions.
It was clear he didn't want to pursue any responsibility...
Yun Chunnuan had no words in response.
Just half an hour ago, she was gloating, wondering how badly he had been beaten, considering it as a slight revenge for the Little Princess.
At this moment, she only wished to find a hole to hide in.
"Prince..."
