Two days ago, she became his concubine, and then he arranged for her to stay in this room, but she hadn't seen him since.
Today, he's here, surely to have her fulfill her duty.
"Does the Prince have any orders?" She clenched her hands tightly, her feet stubbornly refusing to move.
Becoming his concubine was one thing, but sleeping with him was another.
She was only sixteen this year and was quite fearful of matters in the boudoir.
"Did you not understand what I said?"
Yun Shangshu's voice turned colder, adding a chill to the spring season.
Ling Rong shivered, forcing herself to walk towards him.
She couldn't refuse him because he was her benefactor.
Although the way he wanted her to repay him was somewhat...
Ling Rong moved slowly, as if afraid of stepping on ants, until she stood before him.
Suddenly, her arm was grabbed, and with a tug, she fell onto the bed.
Following that, Yun Shangshu's body pressed down upon her.
