At this moment, Qiu Shi seemed to sense something and looked up at Su Yan.
A trace of uncontrollable jealousy appeared in Qiu Shi's eyes.
Qiu Shi, naturally alluring, now appeared even more fragile and pitifully delicate.
At this time, seeing Su Yan come in, Nantang walked over and spoke,
"What are you waiting for? Go in and serve."
Though he looked stern and unapproachable, he handled matters thoroughly.
He was a capable man under the Third Prince.
Su Yan nodded, no longer looking at Qiu Shi, and stepped into the room.
Qiu Shi's eyes deepened with jealousy when she saw this scene.
Su Yan was just a Third-class lowly maid, becoming a First-class Palace Maid and serving closely was already a huge fortune.
But how many days has it been?
To suddenly become a personal maid?
What medicine did Su Yan feed His Highness?
Qiu Shi clenched her sleeves tightly, her fingernails digging into her flesh, gritting her teeth to keep from falling.
