Feng Wu wanted to smack her own head.
Why did she have to be so nosy and ask after the teenager's private life? Now, she became the one who was at a loss over what to say.
Jun Linyuan didn't say anything, but he was looking in another direction.
A man was standing there, waiting for instructions.
It was none other than Feng himself.
Feng nodded, indicating that he had received the order.
Feng Wu was dumbfounded as the master and servant reached a tacit agreement; she had no idea what was going on.
But Jun Linyuan didn't care if she understood or not. He picked her up and marched off.
"Hey, Jun Linyuan! What are you doing? I have legs. I can walk on my own. Let go of me —"
Of course, the crown prince wouldn't let go of her. He wanted to pry her head open and find out what was inside.
The crown prince's residence.
