Woman, please. You’ve already fallen so far, yet you’re still as arrogant as ever. I’m not going to babysit you.

Zu An was not one to simp.

“Are you waiting for me to beg you?” Yun Jianyue had a thoughtful look on her face. She seemed to have read his mind.

Zu An quickly denied it three times in a row. “Nope, not at all. That’s nonsense. Of course, if you speak to me civilly, I just might change my mind.”

Yun Jianyue chuckled. “Sure. I’ll just tell whichever guard comes by that you’re my accomplice, and that you used your status as a golden-token envoy to let us assassins in. What do you think about that?”

Zu An stared at her, speechless.

Fine, you win!

Helpless against her threat, he said, “It’ll be difficult to get you out of the palace right now. Hide out in my place and wait out the storm. We’ll make our move when you’ve recovered.”

It was unlikely that he could help her escape in the same way as Qiu...