Tian Feifei whispered twice, turned over and fell asleep.

Pangyu, with a slight grin, closed the door of the room and staggered downstairs.

While the three men were drinking happily, Wang Zai was reporting to him in Ouyang's study in the morning. The thick curtains were drawn and the whole room was tightly closed.

Rose lay on the side of the noble princess's chair in the study and listened lazily to the two people.

It seems that her usual state is so soft and lifeless, but in fact, from the occasional light in her eyes, she knows that she is a hidden person.

Rose's identity is mysterious, as if she...