Only then did Yue Mingxuan realize it, wasn't the attendant standing before him precisely Xie Lianhua's personal servant?
"Isn't your princess cultivating herself in Cold Palace?" Yue Mingxuan asked. "What business does she have seeking me out?"
As the saying went, when a night owl enters the house, it's never without reason.
It was better to remain a little guarded toward this women Xie Lianhua.
Sensing Yue Mingxuan's wariness, the attendant gave a bitter smile and said, "Prince Yue truly doesn't need to be so cautious. My princess has already been consigned to the Cold Palace and poses no threat to you now. She simply insists on seeing you no matter what, hoping that for the sake of old acquaintance, you might be willing to go and meet her once."
Hearing the desolation in the attendant's words, a trace of softening passed through Yue Mingxuan's heart.
Well, seeing her once would be fine.
In Cold Palace, she couldn't possibly stir up any great trouble.
