"Your Highness, Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"
Ming Lan, holding a tea tray, ran into the kitchen out of breath, not even caring about Dongfang Xinglan cooking personally. She spoke anxiously, "Those two traitors are in the backyard right now!"
Dongfang Xinglan paused the grip on the kitchen knife, gave Ming Lan a sidelong glance, "You saw them?"
Breathing heavily, Ming Lan nodded vigorously. Before she could continue, she saw Your Highness walking towards her with the kitchen knife. Those unwavering eyes made Ming Lan catch her breath, her entire body inexplicably filled with coldness.
"Your Highness..."
Ming Lan timidly opened her mouth. Dongfang Xinglan's face suddenly broke into a smile, "From today onwards, without my permission, you're not allowed to worship at the Divine Temple. All things related to the temple in your room should be handed over to me. Do you understand?"
