"Master, after the Prince returned, he went straight to the Chuxiang Garden, and he seemed to be in a bad mood," Dong Yue reported.
Lin Fuying was arranging flowers. She was not really skilled with these elegant tasks, but having seen Yang Shu's interest in flower arranging yesterday, she had decided to delve into it for a while.
Maybe the next time she entered the palace, she could use this to chat more with Yang Shu.
Upon hearing Dong Yue's words, Lin Fuying's joy was almost plastered on her face.
"Is the Prince really not looking happy?"
"Yes, absolutely true."
Lin Fuying chuckled to herself, it seemed Yang Shu had persuaded the Prince, and he was probably going to divorce his wife.
She happily placed the vase in the most conspicuous spot in the room.
"With these decorations in the room, I feel much happier."
Dong Yue, who had long known her dual nature towards Chu Nanli, quickly agreed, "Yes, if Your Highness likes it, I will bring more flowers for you."
