When Lin Suqing reached out her hand to receive it, the Second Crown Prince promptly let go, and the bright red pendant, like a droplet of blood, heavily fell into Lin Suqing's palm. Red like blood, and red like fire, yet such a fiery-looking object felt icy to the touch—not even the extremely fine silver chain warmed from her body heat.
Lin Suqing hesitated for a moment, gripping the pendant that never warmed up, and when she withdrew her hand, she couldn't help but voice the doubt in her heart, "Does His Highness wish for me to leave?"
Gazing at Zhui Feng, given her station in this world, Lin Suqing truly had no right to look directly at such a lofty Second Crown Prince. Nonetheless, she looked straight at him, her gaze intense as if she exhausted her intellect trying to decipher some reason from his indifferent expression.