With a smile, Shi Yongqian spoke, "I've heard news of an incident at the young crown prince consort's Butterfly Pavilion last night."
"She left in quite a hurry, likely returning to handle the situation."
Mu Rouxuan felt lost, her heart skipping a beat upon hearing Shi Yongqian's words.
/She returned to the capital?/
/Yes, that's it! She should also visit the capital./
Her emotions were in turmoil, and she yearned to confide in her mother. Her mind was in chaos, and she couldn't even focus on channeling spiritual energy for cultivation since last night.
/Continuing like this might cripple her!/
/No, she couldn't allow that to happen./
Her mother was exceptionally wise and far-sighted. She would surely find a solution to her predicament.
Mu Rouxuan turned to leave in haste.
"You despise her, don't you?" Shi Yongqian suddenly chuckled from behind.
