Prince Jin coldly looked at the beauties in the hall: "Dismiss."
The beauties left quietly, trembling in fear.
Anning watched all this unfold and felt that Prince Jin was becoming increasingly inscrutable.
Additionally, she always felt that Prince Jin was familiar, so familiar that she didn't resist some slightly intimate interactions with him, yet now she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
"I shall accompany you to rest."
Prince Jin stood up and pulled Anning up as well.
Anning then followed him back to Qifang Palace.
Upon returning to Qifang Palace, Anning started to feel anxious.
Seeing that Prince Jin intended to rest here, her expression turned somewhat ugly.
Prince Jin ignored Anning and got changed and went to bed himself.
Anning sat in front of the dressing table, slowly brushing her hair, while Prince Jin watched her from the bed, lying on his side.
