"Qu, Tan, er!" Qu Xinning gnashed her teeth in hatred, yet she hadn't lost control.
"Haha, do not get angry, Your Grace, take care not to develop wrinkles. Getting old and ugly might make the Emperor lose interest... and throw you into the Cold Palace." Qu Tan'er quickly put on a flattering smile and even bowed her head slightly. From afar, it looked as if she was being reprimanded for offering something disagreeable to the concubine and was pleading for mercy. Only upon closer inspection could one see the look in her eyes, which was absolutely infuriating; there was not a trace of respect, and even, a hint of disdain.
Qu Xinning was already in a bad mood, and Qu Tan'er's provocation only fueled her rage.
Yet, she was unusually calm!
"Qu Xinning, don't you want to ask why I have come here?" Qu Tan'er continued holding her head up slightly, her head bowed, yet she asked coldly.
"You want to go against me." It wasn't a question, but a statement.
