Chapter 36

Zhao Lanzhi’s fair, handsome face was mere inches away. He stared directly at her, eyes locked onto hers, saying nothing. Yuling suddenly felt a chill run through her, a prickle of unease creeping under her skin. She forced herself to speak: "Is there anything else, Prince Zhao? If not, I must be going. Today is the day for the grand inventory at Tingyu Pavilion, and Wenxin and the rest of the staff are still waiting for me. I nearly forgot all about it after talking with you just now." Clad in a luxurious black brocade robe, he pinned her against the wall. His hands pressed firmly against her shoulders, his expression grave and earnest in a way she had never seen before. He gazed at her face, scrutinizing her features, and remained silent for a long time.