Strangely, there was nothing special about his study, just some books and decorations. I couldn’t understand why he was so nervous and wouldn’t let anyone enter.
The study was divided into two rooms, with the outer room containing desks and bookshelves. The inner room was probably the temporary resting place Shui’er mentioned.
Entering the outer room and seeing everything at a glance, I didn’t find what I was looking for. I rushed into the inner room, and the moment I lifted the curtain, I was stunned by the scene before me and finally understood the real reason he didn’t want anyone to enter!
The inner room was much larger than the outer one. Though there were no windows, it was surprisingly bright due to night pearls embedded in each wall. However, what truly shocked me were the numerous portraits covering the walls, all depicting the same woman.
I knew immediately this was Han, the woman who once lived in the Ying Garden. No wonder she had haunted him so deeply that he even overlooked attempting to kill me.
As I examined the paintings, I noticed they all shared one expression: a bewildered upward gaze, filled with expectation and a hint of despair.
This power made me unconsciously interested in the person in the paintings, with an urgent desire to understand her. I believed that someone with such an expression must have an extraordinary story behind her.
I curled my lips, unconvinced: “I’m a noble prince’s concubine, and I’m only served by two maids. Isn’t that a bit embarrassing? Anyway, I still want another person. You can’t be that stingy, right?”
That guy directly answered impatiently: “Aren’t the affairs of the mansion now under your management? Maid allocation is a small matter that you should be responsible for. There’s no need to ask me!”
Oh right! How could I forget such an important thing! Now all the big and small affairs in the prince’s mansion, including all the maids, servants, and even the steward, are under my management. Wow, being second only to one person, but above dozens – the feeling is quite something…
“Well, I’ll take my leave first!” I plastered a smile on my face, taking the opportunity to slip away before he could pursue the matter of me rashly entering his study!
