Although Xie Ruotong was full of doubt.
But seeing An Ning so completely losing her composure, she didn't need to hesitate at all.
She immediately said, "I'll take people over there at once, Your Highness, please be at ease."
Then, without pausing for even a moment, she left in haste.
After Xie Ruotong left, Song Yanqing hurriedly urged An Ning to sit down and rest while they waited.
He too had been frightened by how terrified she looked.
"I have to return to the palace immediately," An Ning said bluntly. "Otherwise it will only fuel suspicion."
Song Yanqing understood her less and less.
He looked at An Ning, and only after a long while did he tentatively say, "Are you guarding yourself against His Majesty?"
An Ning bit her lip.
Song Yanqing really was clever.
He saw through everything in a single glance.
Yes, she was guarding herself against Fu Xingyi.
Just now, she had seen Lin Zichan being held at knifepoint on the bed.
