Zhiyuan, who was wearing a purple shirt and long skirt, still looked calmly, her dark eyes blending into the night, elegant and cold.

But there seemed to be some doubts in those eyes.

His Highness is still the same His Highness!

But for some reason, she still felt something strange about His Highness. It was an instinctive intuition that she couldn't explain.

Ever since His Highness was assassinated, I have always felt a little bit... strange?

Especially today...

As if thinking of something, there was something strange in Zhiyuan's cold eyes.

Maybe, she is indeed too sensitive?!

Your Highness is still the same His Highness, the one who will lose his mind at all costs to protect the princess...

Just like two years ago, exactly the same.

There was silence all around. Zhiyuan took a deep look at the darkened room and looked away.

"Let Xiaozhu come to see me."

"yes."

"..."
Chapter completed!