As night fell, two large lanterns were hung on either side of the entrance to the Mingshu Royal Mansion.
After bathing, Ling Rong, dressed in a loose-fitting white silk nightgown, was just about to lie down to sleep when the door was pushed open.
The visitor wore a bright red robe, with delicate pink eye makeup that added to his allure and handsome appearance.
Upon seeing him, Ling Rong was first shocked and then tense, but she made every effort to appear calm.
Facing his calm and unwavering dark eyes, her own eyes, sparkling with flickering light, were uneasy yet stubborn.
"I... pay my respects to the Prince."
She bowed respectfully.
Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the dimness in her eyes.
A few days ago, she was a free young maiden, and now, she had become his concubine.
She still remembered what her mother told her when she was a child.
