Xia Xiaonuan said, "How are you feeling? Shaochen, last night... really, thank you."
Liang Shaochen watched as some bodyguards brought in supplements and said with a gentle smile, "We are all friends, it's what I should do. Besides, if you got hurt, the Crown Prince would surely feel heartbroken."
His words were meticulous, even somewhat false, as if he rescued Xiaonuan just for the Crown Prince. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was astonished in silence.
However, with Liang Shaochen's earnest demeanor, it was difficult to discern any flaw.
The aroma of chicken soup lingered in the air.
Nangong Yaoling's face suddenly darkened.
Liang Shaochen, indeed smart!
He knows how to assess the situation, to appropriately hide himself. Sadly, no matter how well he hides it, Nangong Yaoling can still see it clearly.
If he can't let go of Xia Xiaonuan, just say it, no need to beat around the bush and absolve himself.
