Chapter 332 Displaced Anger

"It mustn't be anything nice," she thought.

Who told her to try to assassinate him?

But she had no choice.

She couldn't control herself.

As for why she couldn't?

She knew very well in her heart.

But let it be, let it be.

There was no need to say it anymore.

Sang Ruoshui felt she was getting closer and closer to Qingning Palace.

For some reason, the closer she got, the more timid she became.

How could she face him looking like a ghost?

He never liked her in the first place, seeing her so ugly and wretched would surely make him despise her even more.

No, perhaps he would even take pleasure in her misfortune.

Her current plight was indeed a deserved retribution.

Lost in her chaotic thoughts, Sang Ruoshui was brought into Qingning Palace.

Inside

He Ying lay propped up in bed, staring intently at the entrance.

When Sang Ruoshui was brought in—