When Song Yixiao arrived at Ruyi Garden herself, it was already late.

But there were still five or six armored guards under the high-hanging lamps at the gate.

Song Yixiao headed in with cold face. Suddenly, two halberds crossed in front of her with a clunk. The left guard said gruffly, “Since the heir of the prince is still ill and lying on the bed, we are under orders by Her Highness not to let anyone in. Please don’t disturb him!”

“What if I ...