Zhuo Yinzhu's eyes flickered subtly, but she shook her head, declining to continue.
"Senior Brother, I mean something different to the Third Prince than other women do. He's probably just furious for the moment. Once he realizes that it was all Murong Jiu's doing, he won't be angry anymore. Instead, he'll likely feel guilty for me."
The first time she met the Third Prince years ago was a premeditated encounter where she used Fragrant Honey to lure butterflies to a natural hot spring, intending to make someone fall in love with her at first sight.
She had attracted Jun Yuyan, not expecting it to be the Third Prince who showed up.
Even if it had been the Second Prince, she would have been happier.
Because at the time, the Third Prince was nothing more than an unloved royal, born of a palace maid, without the backing of a powerful maternal family, disfavored by the Emperor. He could only ever be a prince with no real authority to his life's end.
