"Mm."
Nie Qingru's expression eased as if she had finally heard good news.
"Empress." Shadow looked at her in hesitation. "Young Master Di…"
Nie Qingru turned her head. Her cold and pale face was already filled with the traces of time. If there were still a trace of warmth in her eyes, which were only driven by benefits, it would probably be now.
She raised her hand to stop Shadow from continuing.
"Stop. I know what you're trying to say. I owe it to his family."
"…Yes."
Shadow lowered his head.
Nie Qingru rested for a while before thinking of a solution. "Keep an eye on Beijing."
Shadow looked up. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't the wolf cub want to use this opportunity to slap my face? Coincidentally, I'll let her know that, in this world, things won't go her way so easily."
Nie Qingru gently touched her velvet glove. Her thin lips curled up, resembling the peerless beauty of her youth a little.
It was just that her gaze was too cold.
