"So you are Feng Wuchen," Ling Su said after a moment. Hearing this, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but be taken aback, "You know me?"
Ling Su nodded but did not explain, only vaguely saying, "I've heard about you."
Feng Wuchen couldn't help but overthink.
Heard about him?
That means she knows about him, has paid attention to him.
But why is she so focused on him?
According to him, it's very likely because she, like Bai Wanwan, knows he will be the future ruler of Da Qin, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Wuchen's smile became gentler and more affable, "I see, it's Wuchen's honor." Feng Wuchen naturally stopped referring to himself as "this hall" in front of Ling Su.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen's personal eunuch came knocking on the door.
"Your Highness, it's getting late, you should leave the palace."
