This kindness, she engraved in her heart.
"Lady, you are too polite. The young lady also said that you should come visit whenever you can, the medical book she was telling you about last time isn't finished yet."
As Qing Wu spoke, she felt a piercing, inquisitive gaze fall upon her.
Her heart fluttered, and she looked toward He Ying.
He Ying sat at the table, holding a book, flipping through it as if he hadn't glanced in her direction at all.
Could it be… she had an illusion?
Qing Wu dismissed the peculiar feeling and quickly bid farewell to Sang Yan.
Sang Yan was unaware of the true situation and thought He Ying had scared her.
"Don't always keep such a cold face, it's quite frightening."
As the Emperor, his aura of authority was so powerful that when he did not restrain it, it even made her somewhat afraid.
Upon hearing this, He Ying squeezed out a slight smile, "Really? I haven't done anything."
