Chapter 272: Royal Palace (9)

This man held a high position, his martial arts cultivation was unmatched, and his power was almost boundless. Yet, he was full of mysteries, baffling but also arousing curiosity.

Su Luo stretched lazily, dawdling for quite a while before getting out of bed.

She asked a servant and found that Nangong Liuyun had gone out early today, only instructing her to stay put in the prince's manor.

He went out first thing in the morning? I wonder if he's still in pain…

Su Luo thought to herself as she ate breakfast.

After breakfast, Ling Feng automatically appeared before her.

Seeing Su Luo, Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. He glanced at her indifferently, then stood silently to the side, holding his sword.

Ling Feng hadn't expected the little servant from yesterday to be Su Luo after he had cleaned up. At this moment, he looked up at the sky, speechless.

He had thought that servant was acting suspiciously, giving him a strange feeling. It turned out his feeling wasn't wrong.

"Where did Nangong go? When will he be back?" Su Luo asked Ling Feng, turning her head as she walked.

"His Highness's whereabouts are always confidential, Miss Su had better not ask."

It's pointless to ask anyway.

The usually indifferent Ling Feng added this sentence in his heart.

Just as Su Luo was about to roll her eyes, Ling Feng added another sentence in good time, "His Highness said that if Miss Su Fourth wakes up this morning and misses him terribly, she might as well go sit in the West Forest Courtyard. There is a portrait of His Highness there."

Su Luo felt a breath catch in her throat.

This Nangong Liuyun!

Who missed him?

She just asked casually!

Su Luo glared at Ling Feng irritably: "Such an arrogant fellow, does he really think he's a peacock displaying its feathers, a total heartthrob? Missing him terribly, honestly, I'm speechless. I'm not going."

Ling Feng's mouth twitched, but he ultimately didn't respond.

The only person who could evaluate his Highness like that without being in mortal danger was this Miss Su Fourth, who didn't know how well off she was.

Ling Feng's expression remained calm: "Since Miss Su is not going to the study, please handle these account books."

Ling Feng waved his hand, and immediately, a line of servants filed in, each holding thick account books in both hands.

The account books were stacked so high they blocked their vision, and their steps were shaky, making them look quite precarious.

Su Luo looked at the account books, then raised her eyes suspiciously at Ling Feng, mumbling, "What do you mean 'handle these account books'? Speak human."

Ling Feng held his sword in both hands, his face calm and expressionless, saying indifferently, "His Highness instructed that these matters are for the future Princess Consort to handle.

Since you have nothing to do now, you might as well take care of them."

Su Luo glanced at him with a half-smile, saying slowly, "You also said these are matters for the future Princess Consort to handle. Why should I, this girl, bother myself with them?

One should not meddle in affairs outside one's position."

A rare faint smile appeared on Ling Feng's poker face.

He coldly snorted at the servants who were swaying while holding the account books: "Do you remember what His Highness instructed before he left?"

The line of six servants all said in unison: "We remember. His Highness said that Miss Su is already His Highness's person, she is the future Princess Consort of Jin, genuine and authentic, no deception to young or old!"

Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction, his light gaze falling on Su Luo's face.

He just raised an eyebrow, not speaking.

Su Luo felt a surge of frustration in her chest.

That guy who ruined her reputation!

What does he mean she's already his person?

Clearly, they haven't done anything, alright!

And here she was, worrying herself to death about his illness last night, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and even fetched Heavenly Spirit Water for him to drink.

Is this how he repays her?