"Your Majesty."
Just as I was staring at Mùróng Zhuó with my mind completely blank, utterly at a loss for how to answer him, the familiar voice of the third prince, Yún Huī, drifted leisurely from the doorway with a hint of a smile.
I instinctively looked toward the source of the sound, only to see that he was dressed exceptionally neatly and dashingly today—even more striking than his attire yesterday.
Chapter 174