Xie Jingxing left.
Shen Miao sat alone at the table. Jingzhe walked in. Just now, the two people inside did not deliberately lower their voices, so she heard every word. She said nervously, "Madam, you're too cold to His Highness."
Shen Miao did not speak. Jingzhe continued, "Before Madam married His Highness, you treated His Highness better than now. These days, it seems like you are deliberately avoiding him. People who are sick are especially sensitive, especially His Highness, who escaped death this time. If you don't show concerns about His Highness, he will inevitably feel sad. When you go and talk to him for a while tomorrow, he should be fine. Madam, don't worry."
Shen Miao said, "I understand. You can leave."
Only then did Jingzhe leave.
After Jingzhe left, Shen Miao pressed her forehead. In all fairness, Xie Jingxing was innocent. The sentence "Actually, from the beginning to the end, you never liked me, right?" made her shiver.
