"Your Highness believes in fourth young miss, naturally the slave girl also believes in fourth young miss." Hanyu's words came back sharply, it was evident that she genuinely thought so, completely different from the stuttering of Fang Cai.

Qu Mo Ying's eyes stayed tightly fixed on Hanyu, and slowly said again, "Since then, is there anything you can't say?"

"Nu ...... slave servant ......" Hanyu's complexion tensed up and she subconsciously looked toward the door.

"Hanyu, ...