Reflecting on the events of recent days, Qin Yuan sighed softly.
Cui Ming quickly stopped what she was doing and asked, "Did I pull your hair?"
"No," Qin Yuan replied, "I just thought of a story."
"What story?" Cui Ming asked with a smile. "It's been a while since Miss told a story."
Qin Yuan smiled and said, "In ancient times, there was a king who favored his minister greatly. The minister handed the king a peach he had taken a bite of, and the king said the minister was loyal, offering the delicious peach to him."
Cui Ming exclaimed in surprise, "Such a trusting king is rare."
Qin Yuan said, "Isn't it? Later, the king favored others and grew to dislike the minister. Remembering this incident, he accused him of deceiving the monarch."
Cui Ming nervously asked, "And then what happened?"
"The king executed him for deceiving the monarch."
Cui Ming paused for a moment before asking, "What is Miss worried about?"
