Gong Che’s eyes were tightly locked on her. Hearing her speak word after word, his gaze never moved away, and he only pointed tot he seat in front of him.

  “Please sit.”


  When he said this, an undetectable tremor shook his voice.

  Gong Yimo felt uneasy being stared at by him in such a way, but she still took the seat. She sat down in a very casual posture, and she had a sincere look to her that made it feel easy to get close to. However, not the slightest shadow of Gong Yimo could be seen on her. This was clearly a man.

  After the feeling of disappointment, Gong Che felt extremely unreconciled. He kept looking at her again and again.

  Gong Yimo touched her face unconsciously and asked in a very male voice. “Your Highness, is there something wrong with this one’s face?”


  Only when that question came out did Gong Che move his eyes away, and his gaze darkened faintly.

  Gong Yimo breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Even though more than a year has passed, her brother the crown prince still did not change much. He was still handsome and his appearance gentle as jade.

  The only difference was that tinge of sorrow that could now be seen at his brow that tugged at one’s heartstrings, wanting to help him ease his worries and to smooth out that wrinkle between his brow so that his beauty could shine through.

  “My apologies.”