Lu Qianqian wiped her embroidered shoes clean and picked up the wine cup again. "Shen Yinning, after finishing this drink, let's bury the hatchet, shall we?"
Shen Yinning took the cup, pretending not to notice the eager glint in her eyes. "I humbly obey Your Highness's command."
Both downed their drinks in one go. Lu Qianqian enthusiastically tugged on Shen Yinning's arm. "I remember that before your family's downfall, we often went shopping together. We were so close back then. Come, let's go to the night market now."
Shen Yinning followed her out of the private room.
As they turned the corridor, Lu Qianqian suddenly let go of her hand. The smile vanished from her face as she lowered her voice and snarled, "You wretched woman! Do you really think the Crown Prince can save you every single time? Someday, there will be a time when he cannot look after you!"
