Mrs. Liu suddenly looked up and met Lu Xuan's half-smiling eyes, her heart jerked to her throat.
Even with a thousand guts, Qingran would not dare ruin the master's grand plan!
Unless... unless from the very start, this was the Crown Prince's deliberate trap?
At this moment, Madame Liu felt the cold sweat mixed with blood on the back of her neck flowing down, soaking her clothes.
The heat from the bluestone pavement surged up through her knees, yet could not dispel the chill that rose in her heart.
Lu Xuan lowered his gaze, staring at the blood beads seeping from the cracks of the green bricks, as the complete memory of his previous life swiftly flashed through his mind.
Yesterday afternoon, Fengqi was kneeling with a smile in front of the study, feigning to mention the matter of the Envy Immortal Tower.
"Does the Crown Prince know?"
