Mo Xue raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Oh, do tell, what could possibly go wrong?"
Cang Qing chuckled, "The servant is merely speculating, but what if this human took the opportunity to harm the Crown Prince?"
"If she were to harm the Crown Prince, I shall naturally bear all consequences." Mo Xue made her pledge in front of all the ministers.
The smile in Cang Qing's eyes grew wider; he had been waiting for her to say just that.
When something went wrong, he could push all the responsibility onto her and kill two birds with one stone.
Mo Xue was hardly unaware of his intentions, but his wishful thinking might not succeed.
On the way back, Feng Yueya glared at Mo Xue with annoyance.
"Master, why didn't you give me a heads-up?"
"About what?" She feigned ignorance.
"About me having to marry Little Xuanzi and become his concubine."
"Cough cough…" Yu Xuan, who was drinking tea, choked on it.
