But to Zuo Qingluan’s surprise, Feng Wu remained where she was.
Why… Zuo Qingluan studied the crown prince carefully.
Jun Linyuan’s face was expressionless, but the look in his eyes was very cold.
Zuo Qingluan grew confident again.
This was the crown prince she remembered.
She gave Feng Wu a contemptuous look.
Right now, Feng Wu had raised her head and was looking at His Royal Highness with her unblinking gaze.
How dare she look His Royal Highness straight in the eye?
“Feng Wu, you’re so dead!” Zuo Qingluan gloated inwardly.
She was convinced that Feng Wu didn’t know the crown prince well because she didn’t know that she should keep her distance! His Royal Highness hated it when girls got too close.
Zuo Qingluan was glad that she still knew the crown prince the best.
However…
The crown prince went on staring at Feng Wu.
And Feng Wu kept smiling at him.
Then?
Then, Zuo Qingluan saw Feng Wu beaming at Jun Linyuan. Her smile was like the first streak of light in the morning.
“Her smile is so silly! Mine is much more attractive!”
Zuo Qingluan smirked inwardly. She wanted to see what Feng Wu was trying to do.
Despite Feng Wu’s bright smile, the crown prince remained expressionless. If anything, his eyes seemed to turn even darker.
He then turned away from her.
You couldn’t run away from me fast enough at the Gu manner. Why are you smiling at me now?!
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.
Feng Wu had no idea how petty the crown prince could be, but instinct told her that Jun Linyuan was angry.
Normally, she wouldn’t try to please him, but today was different.
Jun Linyuan turned to face the table.
There was no room in front of him, so Feng Wu couldn’t make him look at her.
She needed to find another way.
Without thinking, Feng Wu climbed onto the table and sat down.
Zuo Qingluan wanted to scream.
Did she know what she was sitting on?!
There was a painting on the table.
Zuo Qingluan recognized at once that it was Jun Linyuan’s work.
The crown prince’s work was very valuable, and many people would pay a small fortune for a piece.
Because he injected his cultivation energy into his paintings and calligraphy.
If one could comprehend a piece, it would greatly benefit their cultivation.
As for how expensive Jun Linyuan’s work could be…
The prices were frighteningly high.
Zuo Qingluan had given out a big quadrangle dwelling as her top prize, but one written word from the crown prince was worth 100 such houses.
But Feng Wu had just sat on it…
Zuo Qingluan usually wasn’t so jumpy, but…
