Lai Manting spoke in a gentle and graceful manner, "There have been many changes in the weather these past few days, and I've developed a rash on my face, hence the veil. It was not my intention to imitate someone else."
Ye Zhenyu snorted lightly and, flicking his sleeves, left with his staff.
Watching Ye Zhenyu's retreating figure, Lai Manting's long nails dug deeply into the palm of her hand, feeling no pain at all.
Life in the Prince Mansion was dull and uninteresting. She visited the fish pond every day to feed the fish, as a way to pass the lonely hours.
Just now, a maid had come to report that the Prince was near the fish pond. Overjoyed, she picked up her skirt and ran over, hoping for a chance encounter with him that seemed unplanned.
Who would have expected that he wouldn't even deign to look directly at her?
