At the sight of Ming Hua half naked, a blush tinted Sun Jiao's cheeks to a light rouge. So, it took her a moment to let the prince's question fully sink in. Though he appeared more controlled than usual, she acknowledged he had every right to feel angered.
In that very second, Jiao felt incredibly grateful to be Ning's personal servant. Otherwise, who knows what would happen to her. 'Oh, how did I let myself slip up so horribly,' she guiltily thought to herself. Usually, she was such a clever little spy. What went wrong?
Of course, Ming Hua's inquiry currently went unanswered: "Oh, I am so sorry to seem intrusive, your highness. I could have sworn I saw a parakeet fly into your window, and I immediately rushed over to check the damage. Apparently, my eyes must have been playing tricks on me though," she sweetly smirked.