Furong Academy.
After escorting her there, Ye Yunting did not sit down.
Lin Fuying's heart skipped a beat, as she looked at the man and said casually, "Is the Prince not sitting? Yingying needs to go to the kitchen to cook, I won't be able to accompany the Prince now."
A scene of Chu Nanli clutching her arm surfaced in Ye Yunting's mind. His gaze slightly darkened. He gently patted Lin Fuying's shoulder and said, "You've been running around today, and you're frail, you should rest well. It was my oversight earlier, I will visit you another day to dine."
Lin Fuying's heart sank. She stared intensely at the man in front of her, trying to find traces of something off in his face, but she couldn't find anything unusual.
"My Lord, Yingying knows her own body well, I am alright," Lin Fuying insisted.
Ye Yunting's expression subtly changed but he only cautioned, "Bai Wuheng also told you to rest well, be obedient."
Lin Fuying felt unwilling but was helpless.
