There were only Rong Zhan, Rong Han, and Gong Lingyu in the hall. However, Gong Lingyu was like a mouse that had seen a cat. She sat on the seat furthest away from Rong Zhan. Her back was tense, and she looked very nervous.
"I just feel that this seat is more comfortable. Cousin, you don't have to care about me. Just find a small room for me to live in. Once I'm cured, I'll leave immediately," Gong Lingyu said softly.
"Ji Yan, go and vacate the best courtyard for Yu'er," Rong Zhan ordered.
Gong Lingyu looked at Rong Zhan with a flattering expression. She opened her mouth, but the words that she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.
"What? You don't like it? If you don't like it, you can choose any room you like," Rong Zhan asked.
Rong Zhan asked expressionlessly, scaring Gong Lingyu so much that she shrank her neck again.
'I did not mean that! What should I do? Is my cousin angry again? Why does he keep a straight face?'
