Fu Yingzhi was so startled that she jerked her head up, and the silver needle in her hand nearly slipped away.
"What did you say, My Lord?" she asked instinctively, looking in disbelief at the stern, unsmiling Prince of Zhennan before her.
She mused to herself, could it be that this Prince, widowed for so many years, had caught a glimpse of some maid during his last hurried visit to the Count's Estate and taken a fancy to her?
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