Especially when she thought of how that man had once again angered her without even showing himself, Princess Jingyi felt even more stifled.
The fifth day.
Her injuries had fully recovered.
She felt strength filling her body once more.
Yet she could not bring herself to be happy.
She listened as Bai Yu's agonized howls from the carriage behind hers, where flames scorched him, continued for a long while before finally ceasing.
She knew that this was Bai Yu's final day of treatment as well. He should have fully recovered too.
That fellow Mu Yan truly was capable. Within the promised time, he had indeed successfully healed both her and Bai Yu.
But he truly was detestable as well. Princess Jingyi gnashed her teeth, removed the talisman, and clenched it fiercely in her hand, squeezing hard as if she were crushing Ye Tian in her palm.
Just then, Rong'er entered the carriage.
"Princess, Mister Mu requests an audience." She bowed as she spoke.
"What does he want?" Princess Jingyi was first stunned, then frowned slightly and asked with a stern face.
"He said he wished to see how well Your Highness's injuries have recovered," Rong'er said.
"Putting on an act." Princess Jingyi snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Let him in."
Rong'er left at once. Princess Jingyi lightly arranged her magnificent long dress and sat upright behind the low table in the seat of honor.
She tried hard to keep her expression dark and stern.
Yet the corners of her lips rose slightly beyond her control.
Perhaps even she had not noticed it.
A moment later, Ye Tian entered.
Princess Jingyi lowered her eyes and lifted her tea for a small sip.
"It seems Your Highness's injuries have recovered," Ye Tian said, taking one look before relaxing.
As far as he