His Royal Highness (9)

Holding the teacup, Jun Linyuan glanced at Feng Wu.

"Boss Jun, there's nothing wrong with this game, right? We can use it to train our resilience and tolerance. Don't you think so? A month isn't long at all. It'll be over before you know it."

Feng Wu smiled and tried to persuade Jun Linyuan.

"Hm, I think I didn't sleep well. My shoulders ache." The crown prince stretched.

That couldn't be any more obvious!

Feng Wu was too smart not to catch it!

So, she quickly ran up to Jun Linyuan and massaged his shoulders.

She was an expert medicine refiner, and not many people could find acupoints as accurately as she could.

Her massage was very comfortable.

"I feel so sleepy."

Jun Linyuan rose to his feet and walked to the bed.

Feng Wu immediately followed him, for she had to stay within ten steps of him.

The crown prince smiled in satisfaction.

Feng Wu couldn't look any more frustrated.