Shen Ruoxi lightly shook her head, "Cousin, not at all, don't say things like that. I mainly wanted to tell you, I'm sorry! I didn't expect that incident, the Emperor really made you take the beating."
Lan Jue took a deep breath, reached over to take the Mandarin Duck Pillow from Lin Xuening's arms, and said in a low voice, "Cousin, really it's fine, come in and let's have a talk."
Lin Xuening stood to the side, her arms empty, as if her heart was empty too.
She just felt out of place at this moment, unable to get between these two people.
A slight bitterness arose in her heart. She had heard that the Princely Heir already had someone in his heart, but no one knew who it was.
It wasn't until that night when he disguised himself as Shen Ruoxi and sent her to the border city, and later suffered the Emperor's punishment for it, that the woman he liked was revealed—it was actually his cousin Shen Ruoxi.
