Her explanation, in Feng Yueya's eyes, was just a cover-up.
Just as she was about to say something else, a servant came to report.
"Princess Consort, Prince Ming Shu requests an audience."
Yun Shangshu?
What is he doing here?
"Is he here to see the Prince?" Feng Yueya asked.
"Prince Ming Shu said he is here to see you, Princess Consort."
Not looking for Yun Shangyuan, but for her.
A trace of confusion appeared in Feng Yueya's eyes, "Please bring him here."
"Yes."
Once the servant had left, Niao Niao stood up and said, "Princess Consort, I will go fetch some fruit."
"Alright." Feng Yueya nodded. She knew Niao Niao didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation and had chosen to excuse herself.
Soon, Yun Shangshu's fiery red figure appeared at the end of the corridor.
Feng Yueya squinted at him briefly before withdrawing her gaze.
Even so, she could still feel his eyes continually resting on her.
