Huai Xinmei listened as Wu Zhen, that thieving bawd, spouted utter nonsense. In a fit of rage, she was about to step forward but was stopped by the iron sword at her throat. She grew increasingly anxious, her eyes reddening.
"It's not like that, Crown Prince, I'm not insane!"
"Those who are insane always like to claim they're not. Don't let this woman get close to the Crown Prince and Her Majesty. Quick, seize her and take her away!" Chen Di, who had initially been on the outskirts, came in upon hearing the commotion inside, only to be confronted with the sight of Huai Xinmei, who had seemingly come back from the dead.
New grudges compounded with old ones, and this excited him beyond measure.
With a wave of his hand, his subordinates were about to move in and capture Huai Xinmei.
Should she fall into Chen Di's hands, she feared her life would be worse than death.
Huai Xinmei panicked.
