As she slowly picked up the bandages on the table and carefully wrapped Ning Yi's wound, she suddenly spoke, and said: "Today you let me go, so in the future, I will also let you go one time."
Ning Yi looked at her in surprise, and Feng Zhiwei calmly and steadily returned his gaze.
After a moment, Ning Yi smiled, half-consciously shaking his head but keeping silent.
This life of his was in his own hands, and under his own control — his would not rest until his desires were achieved. How could it be possible for this little girl, however clever, to have control of his life in her hands?
Feng Zhiwei saw his disbelief but did not argue. "Finished," she announced with a final smile as she carefully tied off the bandage.
Just as she finished speaking, an angry shout could be heard from the other room.
"Nonsense!"
The Crown Prince's voice filled the air with rage and anxiety, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly fall silent.
