Shao He walked out of the room, intentionally casting her gaze into the distance. Seeing no one there, a trace of loss swept across the depths of her eyes.
Even during dinner she was somewhat distracted, staring at the food on the table without any appetite. She ate only a few bites before putting down her chopsticks and rising to leave.
Qing Shan, puzzled, turned to the person beside her and asked, "Why does the young miss seem unhappy?"
"You don't know? Want to know? Beg me and I will tell you," Qingxia said with a smug expression.
It was rare for her sister not to know something. Usually, she wasn't spared from bullying, but today she had the chance to turn the tables.
Qing Shan's lips curled into a cold smile, and with a snap, she placed her chopsticks down on the table, "Are you going to talk or not?"
"It's the Fifth Prince. The two of them seem to have had a misunderstanding, but as for the specifics, I'm not clear either."