Zhao Neng looked at Su Ying helplessly. "Lord Zhu keeps asking to see you, City Lord."
Zhu Lin had been restless for the past few days. He would be bounding all over the palace when he had nothing to do. He had most likely wheedled every piece of information he needed out of everybody.
However, it wasn't anything that Su Ying couldn't let others know, so she didn't bother herself with his antics.
"Let him in."
Zhu Lin was tall and thin, and his skin was particularly fair. It was so fair that it looked a little transparent under the light. No wonder Jiang Yang had always despised him for being effete. His bearing and appearance were indeed very effeminate.
"Cousin-in-law…" Zhu Lin opened his foxy eyes wide and looked at Su Ying pitifully the moment he entered the palace hall. His demeanor was practically begging for compassion from all.
Su Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at him in a calm and unruffled manner. "What is it?"
