Ji Qingwu clutched her chest, startled by the person who had suddenly appeared.
Prince Yong had never imagined that the person fooling around inside with the Emperor would be Ji Qingwu.
He had only pretended to leave before doubling back, wanting to know just who had dared to bite his Imperial Brother.
The two stared at each other.
The look in Prince Yong's eyes shifted from shock to understanding, but it was tinged with deep confusion.
'If Imperial Brother fancies Fifth Cousin, why not just bring her into the harem?'
The court had been in constant turmoil recently, and several of the disturbances had been sparked by Ji Qingwu.
Seeing the look on Prince Yong's face, Ji Qingwu's own face flushed red, then turned pale.
'This man is truly detestable and so cunning,' she thought. 'After the Emperor left, he deliberately circled back and waited right at the entrance just for me.'
Ji Qingwu suppressed her emotions and said, "Greetings, Prince Yong."
