Without anyone around, Fei Luo could not hold it in anymore. The reason why he said so patiently was because this girl was different from the women he had doted on in the past. However, no matter how different she was, she was still a woman. Fei Luo's patience was exhausted.
"Miss Zi Su." Fei Luo slowly leaned towards Zi Su.
Zi Su suddenly widened her almond-shaped eyes. "Lord Fei Luo, have you seen the Prince Consort? What does he look like?"
Fei Luo couldn't bring himself to do anything with these big black eyes looking at him. He suppressed his anger and said, "It's rumored that the Prince Consort's appearance is damaged and he wears a mask all year round. I don't know what he looks like."
"A… mask?" Zi Su murmured.
