The most ridiculous thing in this world is when you focus with utmost attention, being on guard and vigilant in an unclear situation between friend and foe, calculating with a heart full of schemes and suspicions, yet the other party pierces through all your disguises with a single sentence. Even Prince Meng, who has been living with a mask for many years, couldn't help but be at a loss at this moment.
It's almost impossible to have a proper conversation now. The old Nun Huixin killed the atmosphere, so is it better to confess as a teacher first, or to first accuse the nun and then carefully consider the other party's intentions before taking the next step?
Hmm, compared to confessing, the second method is certainly better and more reliable.
"Guards—!" Prince Meng's eyes flashed as he called for the guard, preparing to detain Dong Huiying. But Dong Huiying, on the contrary, wore a smiling look, "Master, I advise you to think thrice before acting."
