Yan Wanqing looked at the face that had once been simple and unadorned, now it seemed smug and malicious with petty triumph.
She couldn't help but laugh.
It was an angry laugh.
"Liao Cuihua, are you threatening me?" Yan Wanqing called her by her full name, "After three years away, I am still Dawei's Empress. What are you, to dare to be so insolent before me? Indeed, you did help me in the past, but haven't you also lived a life under my protection that you could never have even dreamed of before? Or is it that you are so addicted to clinging to Xiao Pingfeng's thighs that you have forgotten who was the benefactor of all these favors?!"
The nanny had changed her own name three years ago, as she didn't want to be called Liao Cuihua anymore.
