Leng Jingxian stood across from the Prince, feeling both guilty and nervous. On any other day, she would have eagerly approached him the moment he sought her out. However, having done something against her conscience today, the sight of the Prince made her want to retreat. She feared he would notice something amiss. If he were to find out what she had done to Su Yunjin today, he would surely not let her off.
Leng Jingxian was consumed by guilt.
Standing frozen in place, her mind felt muddled, as if filled with paste, unable to think clearly at all.
"Miss Leng, speak! Where did you go today?" The Prince spoke calmly, yet his gaze locked firmly on Leng Jingxian, leaving her no room to evade.
