Princess Ninghe stared at Shao He's receding figure, a ruthless expression fleeting across her eyes, wondering how she would talk her way out of this.
Sitting in a lower position, Shao He always felt something was amiss. Given Princess Ninghe's personality, how could she just stop after a few angry words?
She had clearly looked furious earlier, but then seemed to hold back for some reason, which was really quite strange. Could it be that she was plotting something again?
Thinking this, Shao He turned her head and instructed Qingxia, "You go keep a close watch on Xiao Linzhang, make sure you never leave his side."
"Yes," Qingxia answered and turned to leave.
Xia Zhaohe glanced at the maid behind her and signaled with her eyes that she could proceed with the plan.
The Emperor's birthday banquet officially began.
"Your son wishes you longevity and health, may the dragon thrive," he said.
