Lu Ying had already returned to the Eastern Palace.
He took out the letter from his sleeve and let his gaze sweep over the four small characters "Zhaozhao kisses you," his expression darkening a few shades.
This woman said one thing and did another, completely disregarding him.
As the Crown Prince of a nation, he had actually become Shen Zhaozhao's plaything.
He picked up his brush, intending to give Shen Yinning a scolding reply, but his innate upbringing prevented him from berating a woman. Staring at the blank xuan paper for a long time, he finally set the brush down.
He stuffed the blank paper into an envelope and ordered Gui Quan to deliver it to Shen Yinning.
Lu Jiazhe, who held no official position and spent his days in idle amusements, had finally found some purpose. He was waiting in the Eastern Palace specifically to intercept Lu Ying's reply.
