The voice of the Prince of You was extremely gentle, so much so that this woman had never heard such tenderness before.
Even during the time when she was most favored, even the first time she accompanied the Prince of You, his tone was never this tender.
This made her pause in surprise, and her mind immediately went wild with speculation.
Could it be that the Prince of You had some plan? Did he want to play cards with her here?
Thinking of this, her face turned slightly red.
She glanced around at the guards, feeling somewhat shy at the moment.
Not only that, but with a slight blush creeping onto her face, the woman took small steps to approach the Prince of You.
Then, with her arms gently wrapping around the Prince of You's neck:
"As long as Your Majesty feels it's good, naturally I find this place the best."
Just as she was about to take her next move, she saw the originally kind face of the Prince of You turn ice-cold.
