Chu Youning caught a fierce undercurrent of hatred and murderous intent in her words.
Throughout history, some princesses sent away in marriage alliances had lived well, while others had lived in misery.
Judging by Chu Zhaohua's emotions, Chu Youning quickly concluded that she belonged to the latter group.
She pulled two cans of cola from her sleeve and set one beside Chu Zhaohua.
"Want some? Water that makes you happy."
With that, she began slurping hers without waiting.
She had chilled them in a pile of ice before putting them into her inventory.
Time stood still inside the inventory, so the cola was still refreshingly cold.
"You certainly make yourself comfortable."
Seeing that Chu Youning showed no wariness toward her, Chu Zhaohua's lips curved slightly.
"Did your mother never tell you? Back then, I was the one who arranged for my sister-in-law to visit the temple, and I was also the one who arranged for someone to steal you away."
Then a hint of regret crossed her face. "What a pity. If that foolish little palace maid hadn't bungled things, you should already be underground, reunited with your father."
So the hand pulling the strings belonged to this living bodhisattva right in front of her. Chu Youning visibly froze.
"Wait... you're just confessing like that? You're not even going to try to hide it? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you for revenge?"
Chu Youning had genuinely never encountered a villain quite like this.
Her bluntness was downright outrageous.
"You can't kill me."
Chu Zhaohua's eyes were filled with absolute certainty.
"Then why did you bring me here? To chat with me, then kill me and toss me into the lake to feed the fish?"
Chu Zhaohua picked up the cola Chu Youning had given her from the table and took