In the dungeon, Han Ziyan screamed in panic: "Let go of me, what are you doing, I am the concubine of Prince Yong Mansion, how dare you arrest me, believe it or not, I will have the Prince punish you."
Han Ziyan was terrified inside, but she could only force herself to shout loudly, meanwhile constantly guessing, could it be that something happened to Rong Ling, so the guards of the mansion arrested her.
Thinking that something might have happened to Rong Ling, the light in Han Ziyan's eyes shone brightly, filled with pride in her heart.
She thought, if he dared to disdain her, how could she let him live?
Just as Han Ziyan had this thought, the door of the dungeon opened, and several people walked in from outside.
The man leading them was dressed in luxurious clothes, his every gesture exuding unparalleled nobility, and his stunning appearance left Han Ziyan in a daze.
In just a moment, Han Ziyan regained her senses, Rong Ling, Rong Ling was actually fine, he wasn't dead?
