PREVIEW
... to dine again?"
Fen Ling looked at the tray Leng Ji was holding; the dishes on it had been changed several times.
Initially, during the evening, the dinner was sent, and Feng Yexuan merely sipped some soup before hurrying out the door.
By the time he returned, the sky had turned pitch black—it was late, but he still hadn’t touched his dinner, so Leng Ji delivered food again.
But this time, and the two times that followed, the Prince hadn’t touched a bite.
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