From King's anger earlier, it seems like he's really furious. I hope he doesn't kill me.
My poor life is in danger.
Regardless, thinking won't help. All I can do is run towards my grave.
Ye Lu, panting, opened the door. Looking at Shang Jingchen, whose face was as stormy as a brewing tempest, she tried her best to flash a flattering smile and beckoned to him in a servile manner.
"Hi, Crown Prince Shang, your look today is really cool."
Shang Jingchen raises an eyebrow, "Are you complimenting this prince?"
"Of course," Ye Lu replied, doing her best to please him.
There is a saying that you don't hit someone who is smiling at you, so during times like this, it was necessary to compliment him to cool down his anger.
"Look at you, so trendy even if you're wrapped like a mummy, but definitely the most handsome mummy," she said.
Shang Jingchen's face turned darker.
Pfft... Yang Xiu couldn't help but laugh. A mummy, what an original idea.
