Zhou Xiangrong got a shock and her whole body's muscles tensed up.
Su Ying slowly walked into the room and gestured for the others to leave.
The door was closed, and with that, the only ray of golden light shining into the room was also blocked.
Zhou Xiangrong leaned against the bed and realized that she could no longer move. Nevertheless, she did not dare to relax.
"Your Imperial Highness… why… why can't I move my body?" Zhou Xiangrong opened her mouth, but the voice that came out sounded like a mosquito buzzing.
Su Ying walked up to Zhou Xiangrong and looked down at her, her eyes completely devoid of any emotion. "Zhou Xiangrong, I have to say that you hid it really well."
Zhou Xiangrong's heart immediately jumped to her mouth. She moved the corners of her lips with difficulty. "I don't know what Your Imperial Highness means by this?"
