Yu Wenrui stretched out his hand to cover his face.
He knew that to blame this person now was just to misdirect his anger.
The root of all evil was actually himself.
The atmosphere in Prince Xian's Mansion had become inexplicably tense.
The servants, one by one, were frightened, afraid that even a slight mistake in their duties might lead to severe punishment by their infuriated master.
Various luxurious garments and dazzling jewelry were delivered to Gu Shengyin's courtyard, accompanied by hard-to-please maidservants.
There was also a nanny who taught her all the rules.
Gu Shengyin was indifferent to everything, no longer curious and kind-hearted like when she had first entered the mansion.
Indeed, this demeanor better matched the image Yu Wenrui described as "cold and aloof, disinclined to meet strangers."
True to his word, Yu Wenrui had not appeared since that night.
