บท 918: Your Highness, Why Are You So Tyrannical?

Gu Qingxue had never liked being stared at like this. She resisted all the way to no avail. She could only be carried back to the courtyard by Rong Zhan with a red face and brought back to her room.

When Rong Zhan returned to the room and placed her on the bed, Gu Qingxue raised her hand to cover her face, looking embarrassed.

Looking at Gu Qingxue's shy expression, Rong Zhan reached out and grabbed her hand. He pulled her hand away and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Gu Qingxue glared at Rong Zhan coquettishly, her eyes filled with shyness. "What do think? You carried me all the way back in such a high-profile manner. Everyone must be laughing at me. "

She could still remember the way everyone looked at them on the way back. It was so ambiguous that she could not help but blush just thinking about it.