Zhao Xiaodie suddenly got up and looked in the direction of the entrance. When she saw Zu An, a beautiful luster ignited in her previously dim eyes. Seemingly recovering a bit of vitality, she exclaimed, “Big brother Zu!”

“I don’t believe that the princess and I are that close to each other,” Zu An said, his face twitching.

Zhao Xiaodie was about to say something when she suddenly closed her mouth and gave the servants and guards outside a look. Zu An frowned and had them withdraw.

Those people looked at each other in dismay, asking, “Sir Zu, isn’t this a bit unsuitable?”

Zu An replied coldly, “Are you worried that I would do something to the princess in broad daylight? Or are you worried that we might fabricate a story together?”

“We wouldn’t dare!” they replied. They didn’t dare to say too much due to the pressure his voice gave them, all got up to leave.

“Princess, can you speak now?” Zu An asked as he looked at Zhao Xiaodie. Even though her face was a bit wan and sallow, she was still beautiful. Without her usual bossy and domineering nature, she now had a pitiful air...