Li Junyan, who was originally shrinking and trembling, suddenly stiffened, looking at Duan Lan with eyes filled with panic and horror, her lips trembling for a moment before whispering, "You... you..."
Disgusted, Duan Lan glanced at her and no longer wished to say another word, departing hastily.
Li Junyan collapsed on the spot, utterly devoid of strength. At this moment, she didn't even have the energy to resent Ji Xinhe. It turned out that no matter how hard she tried, it was all in vain; her fate had already been decided.
Her frozen stare momentarily broke into a grim smile, a laugh so tragic it was almost ferocious.
Qingyun signaled to a bystander, "First, let's escort Madame back to the capital and discuss the rest later. She shouldn't appear before His Highness anymore."
The servants hastily complied: "Yes!"
The situation was extremely clear – Li Junyan's days were evidently numbered.