After dinner, Gong Ting left the Royal Prison and returned to his car. He stared blankly at the inky black Night Colors ahead for a long while before starting the car and driving away.
Wei Anning sat by the bed, looking at the newly refurbished cell, inexplicably wanting to laugh. She felt like she was on a vacation, thanks to Gong Ting's thoughtful arrangements, even preparing her usual skincare products.
She picked up the books beside her and opened them. Footsteps approached from outside. She looked up to see the cell door open, and the elegantly regal Queen appeared in her view.
She put down the book, stood up, and greeted her, "Your Majesty."
The Queen's gaze swept around the cell before entering. Her powerful aura immediately lit up the cell. She looked kindly at Wei Anning and softly asked, "Are you getting used to staying here?"
Wei Anning lowered her gaze. Who would get used to living in a prison? But she replied, "It's alright."
