Seeing her like this, Shang Qinghua no longer had the mood to pursue the matter.
He waved his hand and said, "Treat the wound on your head properly. Don't let him see anything unusual. But Sui He, you know this prince has very little patience."
"Yes, Your highness," Sui He replied, feeling as if she had been pardoned.
She quickly stood up and retreated to the side, not daring to say another word.
Since Yue Mingxuan had still not returned at this time, Shang Qinghua also lost the desire to stay any longer.
So, he stood up and walked out from Yue Mingxuan's courtyard.
Even the most obedient pet, if it is not disciplined with a small whip for a long time, will forget the owner's authority.
As Shang Qinghua walked along the road, he thought coldly that it seemed he needed to find time to train his little kitten again.
Otherwise, sooner or later, he would be snatched away by someone else.
