Her short-circuited brain finally seeemed to connect. She looked dazedly at the cold-faced Mo Lian who was sitting at the table.
How could this be?
His Highness the Crown Prince was so noble. How could he accompany that little b*tch to watch a performance at Listless Pavilion?
What virtues did this woman have for His Highness the Crown Prince to dote on her so much, even coming out with her for an evening excursion?
Didn't everyone say that she was just a village girl from a mountain village?
His Highness the Crown Prince had just brought her back to the Divine Province out of an occasional act of extreme kindness. Once His Highness the Crown Prince met the noble ladies of the Divine Province and developed a broader outlook, he would clearly know the heaven-and-earth difference between them and the little b*tch. His Highness the Crown Prince was sure to kick aside this little b*tch sooner or later, right?
Mu Rouyun did not know why, but her palms started sweating.
