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However, since Cold Jade Garden has so many rooms, it doesn't necessarily have to be so obedient, right?
"Princess, is this really okay? Prince will definitely get angry if he sees this when he returns!"
Su Yi was laying out the bedding for her, but her expression remained unclear.
Yin Luo was organizing her clothes and, upon hearing this, looked up and said, "It's fine. I've already angered him so many times; what's one more? Don't worry, if he truly gets angry, I will take full responsibility. It won't involve you."
"I didn't mean that. I meant..."
"It's alright, Su Yi, you've helped me a lot. It's getting late; you should go rest. There's no need for you to serve me here."
Su Yi was taken aback. "But..."
Yin Luo interrupted her: "It's fine. I can handle it myself. You may leave."
With that said, Su Yi had no way to argue back. She slightly lowered her head and bowed before leaving the room.
By the time Yin Luo finished tidying up and lay back down on the bed, it was already very late at night. She slept alone on the bed and peacefully drifted off.
However, due to her professional habits from her past life, even while asleep, she remained a light sleeper. In a daze, she seemed to sense an unusual chill in the room. Startled, she immediately opened her eyes.
Before she went to sleep, she deliberately left a lamp by the bedside, but now the room was completely dark, and she couldn't see her hand in front of her face. Even so, she still managed to find the right direction in the darkness. Looking into the pitch-black void, she spoke, "Does the prince really have to barge into someone else's room in the middle of the night?"
There was no response from the other side; it was utterly silent, not even a breath could be heard. Although Yin Luo couldn't see him, she was certain that Mu Changqing was definitely standing there because when he approached a certain spot, that familiar chill enveloped her. She had always been sensitive to the aura of others, so she concluded that he must be there.
After a long silence, movement finally came—a steady sound of footsteps slowly approaching from the earlier darkness, each step thudding solidly against the ground. "You are not just anyone. Also, has this prince allowed you to change places?"
Yin Luo had anticipated his questioning and felt no fear. "The prince has made me his princess merely for show. Now that I reside in Hanyu Garden, as long as I am within its walls, we appear as a couple to outsiders and will not disrupt your plans. However, since you and I have always disliked each other, it would be better to act for outsiders and return to our original state when they are gone."
"Who says we dislike each other? This prince finds you quite appealing!" He suddenly sat down beside her bed, pinching her chin. Up close, she still couldn't see his face clearly, but Yin Luo knew he could see her!
Yin Luo blinked. "Please don't joke around, my lord. From the first glance, all I saw in your eyes was disgust; how could you possibly find me appealing?"
"It seems you are quite perceptive."
"No, I just care about my own safety. Therefore, I naturally pay more attention to those who threaten me."
"Hmph..." A low, cold laugh echoed in the darkness. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, making the chill seep deeper into her bones. "This is quite different from the rumored beauty of Princess Nie Qingcheng."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Luo felt a coolness at the back of her ear; his fingers had reached out. She was startled but didn't move. Mu Changqing's fingers paused at her ear as he asked with some surprise, "You aren't wearing a mask! Tell me, who exactly are you? Why are you pretending to be Nie Qingcheng?"
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