Tang En didn't like Jing Sitian, for no particular reason, just because she'd recklessly hit the Prince.
He didn't care what the reason was. Even if the Prince really had done something deliberately offensive to her, she still had no right to hit the Prince.
The Prince in his family was the current Queen's own brother, how noble was that status, and she, just a little nurse—who gave her that kind of nerve.
Seeing how harmoniously Baili Mu and An Sitian were getting along, and the Prince even seemed to be looking at her with tender affection, Tang En felt even more uncomfortable. There were all kinds of women the Prince could like, but he just had to like this plain, bland, bad-tempered one.
He found her an eyesore.
"Ahem." Tang En deliberately cleared his throat.
Baili Mu and Jing Sitian raised their heads to look at him at the same time.
