Everyone says the Crown Prince is upright.
But to Cui Ji's eyes, daring to forcibly take from Madam Shen in broad daylight at the Ministry of Justice's office—upright, perhaps not so much.
After Lu Jiazhe left, Cui Ji handed a jar of ointment to Shen Yinning.
Shen Yinning opened it and sniffed; the cool scent of mint was refreshing.
She brushed her fingertips over the red marks on her neck. The lingering warmth of Lu Ying's touch seemed to still remain there. She hadn't looked in the mirror and didn't realize the marks left behind on her skin.
She didn't overlook the gaze Cui Ji had just cast her way. Setting the ointment down on the desk, she said, "You seem to have something to say to me."
Cui Ji didn't mention Lu Ying and instead asked, "How long do you plan to stay with the Gao Family?"
