The second instructor's lips pressed together tightly, irritation flashing across her face before she smoothed it away.
"You agreed," she said firmly, her voice sharpening. "Just a moment ago, you said you would follow the lessons."
Hua Jing's eyes widened slightly, her confusion deepening.
"Did I?"
She looked at them again, her expression full of nothing but innocence, as if she were a lost child being scolded unfairly.
"I must have misspoken," she said lightly. "I truly don't remember saying such a thing."
The first instructor's face twitched, her patience clearly starting to unravel.
"You did," she said stiffly. "And whether you remember or not, it does not change the fact that this is an order from the Empress."
Hua Jing sighed dramatically, placing a delicate hand to her forehead as if she had just received the worst news of her life.
"This is quite distressing," she murmured, shaking her head. "To think my memory is failing me at such a young age. How terrible."
