Song Yun was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh at the moment.
The Princess had humbled herself to the extent of apologizing to her, so crying now would seem ungrateful.
Moreover, these words made the difference between her and the Princess glaringly clear.
She couldn't let the Princess continue speaking like this, otherwise both Prince Rong and Brother Ming would think less of her.
Song Yun bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and said carefully, word by word, "It's not that Her Highness did anything wrong, it's... I, as a concubine's daughter, got a bit nervous attending such a grand birthday feast for the first time..."
As Song Yun spoke, she reached out to grab the hem of Shen Ming's garment. He could clearly feel her hand trembling.
Clearly afraid, yet so strong, little sister Yun truly evokes compassion!
A sense of duty arose in Shen Ming's heart. Although he found the Princess very pretty, his little sister Yun was more pitiable! He had to help Song Yun!
