Did His Majesty love her, or did he not love her, what with the way he was tormenting Her Highness so much?
Chu Jiu could not help starting to doubt His Majesty.
The next day.
Lu Liangwei slept until it was nearly noon before waking up.
Chu Jiu promptly brought some water and began to serve her.
Lu Liangwei lay limply on the bed and could hardly get up. There was a grumpy look of complaint on her face when she saw Chu Jiu come in. There was also a teary glaze over her pretty eyes, like a pretty flower torn apart following a brutal storm. She looked quite pitiful.
Chu Jiu could not help but sympathize with her.
She placed the water basin down and walked over to help Lu Liangwei up. Lu Liangwei hissed with pain.
Chu Jiu immediately turned anxious when she heard the sound. "What's wrong?"
