Song Yan did not look at Pan Jiaojiao. She leisurely mixed the milk and tea by her side, and upon smelling the aroma, revealed a satisfied smile.
This scent, the Princess will surely like it.
Feeling the timing was about right, she finally raised her head again. Sure enough, the tears in Pan Jiaojiao's eyes had disappeared. Her expression was still flamboyant, yet somewhat attempted to cover up, "So, what is it that you came here to do?"
Listening to Song Yan's question, Pan Jiaojiao didn't know where to start.
She wanted to ask if Song Yan had a way to let her enter the palace to see the Princess, wanted to ask if Song Yan could guess any insider information, and also wanted to tell Song Yan about her grievances.
But looking at Song Yan's indifferent face, she immediately realized that Song Yan was not the Princess; she wouldn't be willing to listen to these things.
However, her heart also told her that Song Yan was trustworthy.
