“Blessings from Bai Hua to the Empress.”
Bai Yu returned to sitting on her phoenix throne. She did not approach Bai Hua to help her stand up, only waved her hand slightly as a gesture, telling her to stand at ease. Bai Yu let the heroine, who was as sweet and fragile as her name, stand there.
Bai Yu did not let Bai Hua sit down. She leaned back, relaxing in her throne as she calmly studied the woman’s lowered face. She should be asking her sister for the reason she came, but the villainess felt it would be more amusing to let the silence urge her to the point of revealing her suppressed feelings.