Rong Tieshan said nothing. His gaze drifted somewhere distant, lost in thought.
Her anxiety grew heavier.
More tears were spilled down from her eyes and she worried that Yue Mingxuan's words had damaged her image in the prince's heart.
She had to fix it somehow.
While taking a few small steps forward, she closed the distance between them and said in a choked voice, "Your Highness, Yue Mingxuan has disliked me ever since last time. It's only because he knows that Concubine Hua favors me more and that I'm better than him in certain ways that he…"
"Princess Lianhua," Rong Tieshan suddenly interrupted, his tone calm and distant. "I've already fulfilled my mother's order to escort you back. Now, I'll take my leave."
His indifferent gaze swept over her tear streaked face as he turned to go.
Xie Lianhua panicked.
Last night, Concubine Hua had worked hard to keep both her and the prince at Rouqing Palace.
She couldn't let it end like this.
