However, due to her maidservant's feeble strength, Feng Manyun was still laying on the ground after a while, not getting up even after her maidservant's two attempts to support her.
"Miss." Xiangqin wiped her tears while crying out pitifully.
City Lord Lin gave two maidservants in his retinue a look, and they quickly hurried to help Feng Manyun up.
At the moment, Feng Manyun was in a very sorry state. Her skirt was caked in grit and mud, and her face was also utterly stained with snot and tears.
City Lord Lin sighed. "Miss Feng, I'll have someone send you back first to rest."
Why did this Miss just have to provoke the willful crown prince! How embarrassing were her disappointing powers of discernment!
Even after being helped up, Feng Manyun didn't utter a sound the entire time. However, the depths of her eyes were coldly permeating a chilly light, and the corners of her lips were turned down in a tight frown.
