She Started Acting Cute Again

Yang Xianrong was afraid that Yu Niaoniao would complain first, so she hurriedly answered.

"I didn't even manage to hit her before she fell. She was clearly trying to put on a pretense! Your Highness, don't be fooled by her!"

A chill appeared in Xiao Juan's black eyes. "Did I ask you?"

Yang Xianrong trembled as fear overwhelmed her.

She shut her mouth awkwardly, afraid to make another sound.

Yu Niaoniao naturally would not let go of this great opportunity to complain.

She spoke pitifully.

"Although I wasn't hit, I was frightened. Miss Yang's slap just now was terrifying. It was as if she wanted to knock my head off. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I might have been disfigured.

The emperor had decreed that I should marry the duke next month and yet Miss Yang wanted to ruin my face at a time like this. I wonder what she was thinking?"

Yang Xianrong glared at her angrily.