Going crazy can be useful.
Murong Duan stormed in to see me.
He clenched his teeth.
"Song Mu! What exactly do you want to do?"
I propped my chin with one hand, staring into Murong Duan's eyes, and suddenly started laughing.
I assumed too much, as a royal daughter, what would I do if I met my savior?
A reward befitting the other's status, or elevating the other's status.
That's enough.
So why should I treat Murong Duan like a fool?
"Are you sure the person who saved you all those years ago was Song Mu, not Baili Ying?"
I blurted out an astounding statement, using a declarative sentence, not an interrogative tone.
Murong Duan was stunned.
His body almost petrified, completely not expecting such a revealing sentence to come out directly from my mouth.
His first reaction was actually…
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
He didn't even address himself as the Prince.
