What makes you think this time wound be different?

Hua Jing was in a foul mood for the rest of the day.

Every time she recalled just how close she had been to seeing his face, her frustration bubbled up all over again.

That face—the one that had annoyed her for so long, the one she had secretly wanted to see—had been right in front of her. Yet, she had missed it.

How could she not remember?!

It made her so angry she had the urge to kick something. And so, she did.

A small plant was silently standing by the side when it was suddenly kicked!

If it had a voice it would be screaming, I am innocent! Go ask the prince to show you his face if you are that desperate!

Hua Jing seemed to know what the plant was thinking and kicked it again!

The plant, "..."

What was wrong with this wicked woman?

Xia Lin, watching from the side, let out a deep sigh, her arms crossed as she observed her lady's childish behavior.