Huo Junhan shook his head. "No."
No? No way!
Shen Yaowei thought this in her heart, but she didn't dare to speak. She could only look at Huo Junhan eagerly until the carriage stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.
"I still have something on. Go back to your room and rest first." Without giving Shen Yaowei any chance to speak, Huo Junhan got out of the carriage and left.
Shen Yaowei pouted unhappily and got out of the carriage.
"Did Miss and His Highness have a falling out?" Zi Yun leaned forward and asked worriedly.
Nuan Ying had lingering fears. She raised her hand and patted her small chest. "His Highness was really scary just now! Miss, what happened?"
When Shen Yaowei heard this, her face almost wrinkled. "My Ninth Imperial Uncle is unhappy, but it's not because of me."
"That's good. Miss, if His Highness is unhappy, let's not disturb His Highness tonight, alright?" Zi Yun advised gently.
