Princess An He wore a smile on her face, yet her gaze was cold, devoid of any warmth.
Like being stared at by a venomous snake, Du Peifang could barely catch her breath.
She couldn't handle the princess, so she could only pressure Ji Mingzhu.
"Ji Mingzhu, you can't!"
Ji Mingzhu curled her lips, "Aunt Du's hand is injured, as the younger generation, serving you tea or even feeding you is my duty."
"Aunt Du, no need to be polite with me."
Her chin was grabbed.
Facing directly, Du Peifang saw the undisguised hatred in Ji Mingzhu's eyes.
And a reckless madness.
She really returned to the capital for Yuan Changan.
She wanted revenge!
Du Peifang felt like she was dealing with a lunatic, terrified inside.
She exerted force to pry Ji Mingzhu's hand.
Mumbling indistinctly, "If you dare treat me like this, my family won't let you off!"
Ji Mingzhu had already prepared for the worst when she chose to return to the capital.
These words couldn't threaten her.
