Song Qingshu could not help being shocked. Although he had only met her twice, he could tell that she was a gracious, gentle, and dignified young lady from a prominent family. Yet where was even a trace of her usual soft and quiet demeanor now?
She was now cold and dashing, radiating an aura of danger and darkness from head to toe. She was far too different from her usual self.
"You know her?" Huang Rong could not help asking when she noticed Song Qingshu's reaction.
"One could say we know each other, to some extent. Eldest Miss Xue," Song Qingshu explained with a bitter smile.
"I remember now. At the banquet celebrating your promotion to the prince of Qi, her father brought her along." Huang Rong cried out and hurriedly looked more closely. "Her temperament is completely different, as if she has become another person. I would not have recognized her if you had not said anything."
"The Imperial City Department was investigating Miss Shen's case..." Song Qingshu recalled how, the last time Xue Yiren had blocked his path, the Yellow-robed Woman had arrived with an imperial decree ordering them into the palace. He had originally thought only he was being summoned, but Xue Baochai had been included as well.
"Should we save her?" Huang Rong could not help asking. Although Zhao Gou had set Guo Jing up this time, she still regarded herself as a Song subject deep down. Moreover, she had formed a good impression of Xue Baochai last time. Thinking of Yun Zhonghe's notorious reputation, and how Xue Baochai would likely face a grim fate if she fell into his hands, Huang Rong could not help wanting to lend a hand.
Song Qingshu shook his head. "We do not need to. Someone will naturally make a