Nuan Ying, upon hearing the name Huo Zhuo, also showed a disdainful expression and said, "Miss, whenever Prince Zhao comes looking for us, it's never for a good reason. We'd better pick up the pace and hurry away, shouldn't we?"
Shen Yaowei's fingers opened the curtains. Seeing Huo Zhao's carriage chasing after her, it wasn't difficult to guess that the other party was indeed coming for her.
Shen Yaowei, who was already in a bad mood, put down the curtains and sneered. "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I want to see what this bastard still wants to do. Nuan Ying, get the coachman to change directions. Let's not go to the courtyard. We'll go to Golden Lake."
The Golden Lake was a natural lake located on the outskirts of the capital city. It offered picturesque views throughout the year, attracting many people for leisurely walks. It was a quiet place and a suitable location to deal with Huo Zhuo.
