Wan’er tugged at Zhang Yuan’s sleeve. He looked at her questioningly. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m a little tired. This is enough fresh air for me. I’ll like to go back to the manor.” Wan’er turned to Jun Huang and added after a bemused pause, “Have a good day, Gentleman Feng. Please excuse me.”

“You shouldn’t say that, Princess. You are the most important person here. You should go back if that’s what you feel like. We don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Her lips were curved into a polite smile, and her tone was paced. Wan’er could see how Jun Huang was keeping her at arm’s length. Even though she didn’t like Jun Huang anymore, it was still a little upsetting to be on the receiving end of Jun Huang’s cool courtesy.

Jun Huang noticed her reaction, but she pretended to be oblivious. She sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, a coach lost control and came their way. Zhang Yuan was paralyzed by...