Gu Meng stood at the door of the servant's room. There was no expression on her face and she looked at the servants gloomily.
The servant's heart was trembling with fear. Lowering her head, she followed Gu Meng to the room upstairs.
As Gu Meng looked at the servant who did not dare to look at her, she asked, "You were packing just now?"
The servant's legs trembled and almost knelt down again. "Didn't you tell His Highness that I stole your design drafts? I'm sure I can't stay here any longer."
A cold smirk appeared on Gu Meng's lips. "Do you think you still can pack and leave if I told him? Even if he only regards me as a tool for giving birth, he will still punish you if you make me unhappy!"
The servant looked at Gu Meng with a pale face. There was no emotion on Gu Meng's face, but her expressionless appearance made people feel afraid.
"T-Then… what do you want?" The servant stammered.
