Hearing Nan Leqin's words, a flicker of emotion passed through Lun Chengran's eyes.
He said calmly, "Princess, rest assured, I will take you to find the First Princess. However, the fact that I plotted against the First Princess will inevitably be discovered, and when that time comes, I…"
"It's okay, I will help you conceal all of this. Father won't find out about you," Chu Zhihe shook her head, speaking with an air of serene determination.
Right now, her heart and mind were consumed with the fact that the wretched Chu Baihan was finally going to fall into her hands; she was determined to make this wretch's life worse than death.
"If one day—I'm just saying if—one day the Emperor uncovers the truth, would the Princess plead on my behalf?"
Lun Chengran looked into Chu Zhihe's eyes, his tone serious as he asked.
A flash of disgust passed through Chu Zhihe's gaze.
This lowly creature, still dreaming of her pleading on his behalf, was delusional.
