To welcome her "distinguished" guest, the Queen specially prepared a grand evening banquet.
Shi Li was already at her wit's end trying to soothe him, but now she was being forced to get measured for a new formal gown.
"This kind of thing is the worst. Can't I just skip this banquet?" She had already forced herself to attend the one Yan Jing threw, and she couldn't wait to leave after having a bit of juice.
Now she had to attend a banquet as a guest of honor, and Shi Li wished she could just placate these guys until she passed out in bed from exhaustion.
Looking at Qiong'an, whose scales had now disappeared, Shi Li shot him a resentful glare.
"I don't want to go. Can you please discuss this with your mother?" Shi Li was genuinely intimidated by the Queen and had no idea how to act around her.
Besides, Shi Li could sense that the Queen didn't like her at all—in fact, it was closer to hatred.
