In this deserted corridor, bumping into Prince Luo Ye alone, I couldn't just pass by without a greeting. "Your Highness, good morning!"
Zhong Lingling's tone lacked any emotion, and her greeting felt purely ceremonial.
During her greeting, Luo Ye's cold gaze drifted across Zhong Lingling's face.
After the greeting, Zhong Lingling tried to walk past Luo Ye, carrying her bucket.
However, Luo Ye suddenly grabbed her arm.
As a result, the bucket Zhong Lingling was holding overturned, spilling its contents on the ground.
But Luo Ye didn't care about that and pulled Zhong Lingling into the room next to him.
This room was Luo Ye's, and he stayed right next to Luo Xuanyu's room.
Immediately afterward, the door was shut with a kick from Luo Ye.
Hearing the door 'bang' shut, Zhong Lingling's heart also trembled.
She leaned against the wall, her clothes soaked with spilled medicine, emitting the scent of herbs all over.