Xuanyuan Jing was already in a foul mood for having failed to humiliate Zhi Wan. Upon hearing this, a coppery taste filled her mouth, and she nearly coughed up blood from sheer anger.
That ruby head ornament, while not particularly valuable to her, being forced to give it to someone she detested was more painful than having her own flesh gouged out.
"Hm? Did you not hear what I said?" Princess Chang Le's expression soured when she saw Xuanyuan Jing remain silent, and her voice grew colder.
Xuanyuan Jing swallowed her anger and said, "I heard you. When the banquet is over, I will have someone fetch it and send it to Zhi Wan."
How could Princess Chang Le not see that she was just trying to brush her off?
