Holy Sky Continent, Holy Sky Royal Palace.

A tense atmosphere filled the air inside the imperial study, as if a storm was about to break.

Sheng Chuhan stood before Sheng Chuyi, her face streaked with tears, her voice trembling as she pleaded, "Brother, please let me go with you. I don't want to stay in this dreary palace. I want to go with you."

Her expression was full of grievance and resentment.

Sheng Chuyi frowned, a hint of annoyance on his face.

He raised his voice and said, "Enough! Stop fooling around. It's one thing for you to be willful normally, but how can you act so recklessly at such a crucial moment? Go back to your palace and stay there obediently." His tone was firm and serious, leaving no room for argument.

A palace maid carrying tea stood trembling at the door, her heart filled with fear.

The princess and the crown prince have always had a good relationship and have never quarreled.

Moreover, His Highness the Crown Prince dotes on the princess the most. He usually can't bear to see her shed a single tear, but today he remained unmoved even though she cried twice.

Could it be that Heaven is truly so blind as to destroy the Holy Firmament?

The palace maid concealed her thoughts and carefully carried the tray into the hall, afraid of accidentally offending any master and being punished.

However, the more afraid you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes.

As the palace maid gently placed the teacup on the table, a cold snort suddenly rang out, startling her so much that she trembled all over.

With a tremor of his hand, the teacup in his hand tipped over, spilling scalding tea that landed right on Sheng Chuhan's brand-new tassel skirt.

The palace maid was terrified, her face turning deathly pale. She immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for forgiveness: "Princess, please forgive me! I did not mean to offend you! Please forgive me!"

Her voice was filled with panic, and her body was trembling.

Seeing the palace maid trembling like a leaf, Sheng Chuhan felt a little irritated and couldn't help but ask, "Are you new to the palace?"

Upon hearing this, the palace maid trembled even more violently and stammered, "Your Highness, yes, I just entered the palace at the beginning of the month. Please forgive me!"

Saint Chuhan frowned and shouted impatiently, "Stop crying! What's the use of crying? Does crying solve anything? Didn't you see that I cried for ages and it didn't help at all? How come crying works when it's your turn? This is so annoying!"

The palace maid was so frightened by her shout that she immediately stopped crying.

He lay trembling on the ground, not daring to utter a sound, his body still shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuyi glanced at Sheng Chuhan helplessly.

Why is this girl taking her anger out on others? Her temper is getting worse and worse.

The palace maid stopped crying, and finally, there was some peace and quiet in Sheng Chuhan's ears.

She then turned her gaze back to the palace maid, muttering to herself, "She really is a newcomer. With all the rumors going around, I guess only a newcomer would be so afraid of me. The old ones wouldn't be afraid of me."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her voice and said, "Newcomer, yes, you, raise your head and look at this princess. Take a good look, really take a good look. Do I look like a fierce demon?"

She glared at the palace maid in front of her with a long face, who didn't even dare to lift her head.

Upon hearing this, the palace maid, who was already trembling, shook violently again before she shakily raised her head.

What came into view was a beautiful face, but her eyes were as red as a rabbit's.

She was clearly a pitiful little thing who had been wronged, and had nothing to do with being a fierce demon.

"No, Princess, you are as beautiful as a fairy. I have never seen anyone more beautiful than you." The palace maid couldn't help but speak her true thoughts when Sheng Chuhan looked at her.

Sheng Chuhan's irritable mood finally improved a bit, but when she thought of the rumors outside, she couldn't help but slam her hand on the table in anger.

"I'm so angry! That Qiong Yi is such a sore loser! It's one thing for him to join forces with the Void Continent and the Ghost Continent to attack us, but he also spreads rumors everywhere, saying that I'm an ugly monster and can never get married."

They even slandered our Holy Family as hypocritical; this is utterly outrageous! Brother, whether you let me go or not, I must go. I want to kill that bastard Qiong Yi with my own hands.”

Looking at the emotionally agitated Sheng Chuhan, Sheng Chuyi sighed helplessly.

He rubbed his temples and said with a headache, "Sheng Chuhan, can you please calm down for a bit? Do you know how many things are waiting for me to handle right now? There should be a limit to your nonsense."

Upon hearing Sheng Chuyi's words, Sheng Chuhan immediately ran forward defiantly and shouted at him, "I'm not messing around! Every word I said was sincere! I'm going with you! Brother, let me tell you, don't even think about leaving me behind! Absolutely not!"

Looking at his stubborn younger sister, Sheng Chuyi felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He understood Sheng Chuhan's dependence on and care for him, but with the country facing a critical moment, he had no time to think about anything else.

Just then, as Sheng Chuhan was speaking, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, which slid down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Sheng Chuyi was heartbroken.

He clenched his fist tightly in his sleeve, trying hard to control his soft heart so as not to be moved by Sheng Chuhan's tears again.

"Look at your dress, you don't look like a little princess at all. Go back and change your clothes right away. Although it's spring, it's still chilly. Listen to me, go back and change your clothes." Sheng Chuhan glanced at Sheng Chuhan and immediately turned away, unable to bear it any longer.

That bastard Qiong Yi dared to unite with other continents to besiege the Holy Sky Continent; he will definitely make him wish he were dead.

However, Sheng Chuhan was relentless.

As she cried, she caught a glimpse of the kneeling palace maid out of the corner of her eye and said unhappily, "Stop kneeling, get up quickly. Hurry up and get a fresh cup of tea. Or do you really think our Sheng family is going to fall apart, and you're starting to slack off at work?"

Sheng Chuhan sobbed, her voice choked with emotion. Although her words were meant to be a reprimand, they sounded so hurtful that it made one's heart ache.

The palace maid was stunned when she heard what Sheng Chuhan said. Was she not going to be punished at all?

Sheng Chuhan snorted, "Don't be so surprised. I'm not a vicious princess. I've never hit or scolded any palace maids. Why do people outside say I'm so vicious? Waaaaah, I'm not ugly or fierce at all."

"Get out of here quickly, don't delay my time to connect with my brother." Sheng Chuhan waved her hand, telling the palace maid to leave immediately.

The palace maid quickly thanked the emperor, scrambled to her feet, and ran away.

They even thoughtfully closed the door before leaving.