Lin Yue was slightly startled.
He knew.
Her divine soul was too fragile now, mismatched with her overly powerful body, unable to control her limbs, and even dragged down by her own body, which was why she had no choice but to give up her cultivation.
At this moment, she might be even inferior to a mortal. With her weak divine soul, she couldn't even control her own body properly.
Her current situation was similar to that of Si Yangqi, who had saved his mother years ago.
Lin Yue fell silent for a moment, then feigned nonchalance by flashing a smile as he walked over and embraced her from behind, his voice gentle, "Are you making tea?"
"Your Highness?"
Baili Fengzhi was startled, her fingertip twitched, and the teapot almost fell to the ground. Then she realized it was Lin Yue and took a breath of relief, saying, "It's for the Main Hall Master and the Second Prince. I'm a bit clumsy with my body today; it's taking a little longer."
