Before the shadow could respond, Xuanming used his internal energy to transmit his command directly into his ears: "Bring the things in."

Shadow sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, "This ancestor is really a handful!"

He had just coughed up blood and was injured, yet now he was forcibly using his internal energy to transmit his voice, disregarding his physical condition.

Has His Highness truly fallen in love with Miss Mu?

Thinking of this, Shadow couldn't help but shake his head.

They had initially worried that His Highness was cold-hearted and unmoved.

But now, even this slightest emotional fluctuation has caused His Highness to become so agitated and lose his composure.

If I were to actually fall in love with Miss Mu in the future, the consequences would be unimaginable...

Without hesitation, Shadow took the box and told Shadow Bamboo to go out and send away the person who brought the things.

He carried the box into the hall himself.

As soon as they stepped into the inner hall, they heard Xuanming ask, "What is being delivered so late at night?"

There was a hint of anticipation in his voice.

The usually expressionless Shadow rolled his eyes.

What can we do?

He placed the box not far from the bed, making sure that if the box was opened, Xuanming could see what was inside.

As soon as the box was put down, Xuanming urged again, "Open it and take a look."

I would open it even if you didn't tell me.

Your Highness, what happened to your promise to keep your emotions hidden?

Shadow frowned and opened the box.

I was somewhat stunned when I saw what was inside the box.

These all seem to have been given by His Highness.

What does it mean that Miss Mu sent all these things back?

Could it be that you want to return it to its rightful owner and sever all ties with His Highness?

Shadow was a little uneasy, and he glanced at Xuanming out of the corner of his eye.

Xuanming's expression was even more unpleasant than expected.