The palace maid spoke coldly, "Changzai, after cooperating with the master for so long, do you really think you can extricate yourself so easily?"
Zhou Changzai's gaze was icy, her smile gentle, "If it comes to harming her, forgive me, I cannot cooperate. Qing Ya, you are a smart person. Today His Majesty pardoned the harem; there's no way it's unrelated to the previous incident. Otherwise, you would not have come to me. You have seen how closely His Majesty watches her; to harm her now would be akin to seeking one's own death."
Qing Ya's face was expressionless, her cold eyes staring straight at Zhou Changzai, "I merely intend to inform her of the truth, why speak of harming her? If it weren't for His Majesty's immense favor towards her, I wouldn't need to resort to this strategy. Changzai, your hatred for her is no less than that of the master. Don't forget, the death of your dear friend is inextricably linked to her—she died for you. Have you forgotten that?"
