Song Lianhe was on edge all the way until the evening meal.
"Miss, are you afraid Prince Ling will come looking for you?"
Shuang Ye sighed softly. "Miss, it's not my place to say, but you're really getting ahead of yourself. That's Prince Ling! How could you dare to stick him with a needle? And... and you took him down with a single one! What if he comes to settle the score after he wakes up?"
"Settle what score?" The young boy sitting beside them slowly looked up. "Besides, who saw Miss do it?"
Shuang Ye's mouth hung open. 'Just a few months ago, he was a little brat who'd cry his eyes out when he was wronged. The change is just too drastic!'
Xuan Mei took a bite of a flaky pastry without looking up. "So what if she did? What's there to be afraid of?"
"Yes."
