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"Well, let's go." The Crown Prince had no objections and took Yui's hand as they walked out.
Prefect was startled, not expecting to see such a cute little girl there, curiously staring and guessing the relationship between the two.
To avoid making a wrong impression.
Yui playfully said, seemingly nonchalant, "Lord Prefect, are you very curious about my relationship with the Crown Prince?"
Prefect chuckled, "I wouldn't dare to call myself a lord, but I am quite curious."
Yui beckoned him closer with her finger, and Prefect immediately leaned in. Yui whispered softly in his ear, "Actually, we are..."
Before she could finish her sentence, her small body was lifted off the ground and into the Crown Prince's arms. He shot her a sideways glance, and she quickly pretended to be uninterested, looking left and right.
The Crown Prince turned his gaze back to Prefect, his expression cold enough to freeze someone.
"Lord Prefect, do you not understand the consequences of knowing what you shouldn't know?"
Prefect instinctively covered his neck and nodded vigorously.
The Governor's Residence was indeed as magnificent as it appeared from the outside, with dance halls and singing stages, everything one could wish for.
The Prince maintained a low pressure around him, and even Yui, nestled in his arms, felt a chill. Prefect kept his head down, but his fingers trembled.
It was a self-inflicted predicament.
Prefect had specifically prepared a lavish courtyard for the Prince and Yui to stay in, seemingly trying his utmost to please the Prince and secure his position.
However, Yui felt something was off; to be precise, there was an unsettling aura about this residence.
But it came and went, and Yui couldn't quite confirm it herself.
During dinner, Yui appeared distracted. The Prince watched her for a moment and, realizing she was deeply lost in thought, picked up a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth.
"What are you thinking so deeply about? You don't even have an appetite for your favorite dish?"
Yui grasped the Prince's hand resting on the table, furrowing her brow. "I don't know, I just feel something strange. You should be careful."
The Prince took her hand in his and pulled her onto his lap. "Don't worry; this Prefect is timid and easily frightened. He won't dare do anything."
Is that so?
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