Shen Yinning gracefully sat down on the round chair where Lu Ying had previously been seated. "Sister Ruizhu, I'm feeling a bit thirsty. I'd like to have some almond nectar from the Shen Garden's small kitchen."
Ruizhu sneered disdainfully but had no choice other than ordering someone to fetch the almond nectar for her.
Meanwhile, at the Minister's Mansion—
Xue Ling was in a good mood today, adding a few extra dishes to the evening meal.
As Xue Mianmian poured wine for him, she cautiously asked, "What has brought you such happiness, my lord?"
"Of course, it's because Shen Yinning is being punished!" Xue Ling sneered coldly. "Last time at the hunting grounds, she informed on me, causing the Crown Prince to chastise me. This time, it's finally her turn to be disciplined!"
Xue Mianmian's heart clenched tightly. "What did Zhaozhao do to deserve this punishment?"
