Shen Yu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, rendered completely immobile.
Panicked, she looked toward Mu Fei, her eyes pleading for an answer: what should they do?
Su Yingxue still had this kind of ability, did they want them to die!
A sly smile curled on Mu Fei's lips, his expression unreadable.
Shen Yu was on the verge of desperation, wishing she could grab his collar and demand: Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve!
If not, wasn't she as good as dead?
After all, she couldn't escape from the Great Wei Imperial Palace by herself!
But Mu Fei actually said, "Since the Ninth Princess Consort has such confidence, perhaps it's worthwhile to have a thorough examination."
"What?" Shen Yu's face turned deathly pale, her arms trembling uncontrollably behind her back.
She had misplaced her trust in Mu Fei, this madman was going to get her killed!
"Bring the tools for Yingxue."
Qin Rulie seemed to believe Su Yingxue as well, so he ordered preparations for her.