Prince Xinhai had a fair complexion, thin eyebrows and eyes, and thin lips.
Despite his good looks, he seemed a little difficult to get along with.
His eyes fixed on Jiang Ning's face, he said, "I know."
"Prince Xinhai, you must be drunk. You should go back and get some rest early." Jiang Ning tried to leave by going around him.
However, Prince Xinhai grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Ning slapped him right away.
It made a crisp sound.
Prince Xinhai immediately let go of her, looking at her incredulously.
Jiang Ning tucked her hands into her sleeves, showing a gentle smile on her face: "Your Highness, you must be drunk. I'll call someone to help you."
"I like you," Prince Xinhai said.
"You could possibly be beaten to death."
"You are so beautiful," Prince Xinhai gazed at her face obsessively, "I have never seen such a beautiful person before, and you completely bewitch me at first sight."