His expression was off.

Rong Shang first shook her head, then said, "I'm fine."

"You may leave now."

She said this to the servant behind Shi Feng.

After they all left, Rong Shang glanced at the man again, "What happened?"

"I heard that a maid made a scene at the king's palace last night."

Well.

Rong Chang raised an eyebrow.

Is this some kind of death wish?

Then she heard Shi Feng say, "She kept making a fuss, saying that she is Bai Ya."

"Everyone thought the maid had gone mad, so the king ordered her arrest, but she escaped halfway there. I was just worried, worried..."

Frowning, Shi Feng glanced at Rong Shang and suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little too hasty.

Just then, he hurriedly said a lot, but the man in front of him was deep in thought, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

[She's just a lowly maidservant, yet she dares to dream of marrying our Third Prince! What a pipe dream!]

After hearing Shi Feng's words, Rong Shang couldn't help but recall what those people had just said.

In other words, someone wants to impersonate Bai Ya in order to marry the third prince?

But... no matter how Rong Chang thought about it, she felt that this was not quite right.

As they could see, that person was indeed a maid. If she didn't have any real confidence, why would she pretend to be Bai Ya while wearing the mask of a maid?

Even a normal person would know that using this method to impersonate someone is something no fool would believe.

So……

For some reason, Rong Shang had a bad feeling.

As she gradually fell into thought, Shi Feng was truly forgotten by her.

His clothes were still dripping wet, and Shi Feng looked at the man who had completely ignored him. His expression finally turned cold.

He felt that he had made a mistake by coming here tonight.

Without saying a word, Shi Feng took a step back, then turned around and prepared to leave.

The slender figure flashed by, and Rong Shang raised her eyes, finally reaching out to stop him.

"Your clothes are all wet, let me find you some clean clothes to change into."

"Need not."

"Are you trying to catch a cold?"

Rong Shang was truly helpless against this man's stubbornness.

She looked at him coldly, and after a few seconds, the man didn't say anything, so Rong Shang still pulled him into the room.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut, completely shutting out all the noise.

Of course, this also meant that Rong Chang couldn't go down to take a look.

...

The night was deep and quiet, but the rain outside continued to fall.

Rong Shang found him a bathrobe and let him go into the bathroom to take a hot shower.

The bathrobe—it's obvious they don't want him to go back.

After receiving it, Shi Feng stood at the bathroom door with a frown.

After Rong Shang finished drinking a glass of water in front of the tea table, she turned around and saw his expression, and immediately laughed. "What's wrong? Are you trying to catch a cold by standing there like an idiot?"

Do you have any other clothes?

With a deep gaze, Shi Feng looked into the wardrobe in Rong Shang's room and said slowly, "A shirt and a pair of trousers will do."

"No."

Without even thinking, Rong Shang refused outright.

She withdrew her gaze from Shi Feng's face and walked towards the soft, large bed.

"It's so late, and you still think you can come and go freely in my castle?"

Rong Shang lifted the covers and got into bed. "Go take a shower and then go to sleep."

"The gates downstairs are probably closed by now, so you probably won't be able to go home tonight."