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But Baiye became more hopeful.

Was it possible that His Royal Highness actually liked Princess Ranmil?

Baiye went in with two cups of hot tea. When she walked past "His Royal Highness," she swayed a little and dropped the letter that was in her sleeve.

The envelope had Jun Linyuan's name on it.

Feng Wu looked from Baiye to the letter.

Baiye squatted down and tried to grab the letter. "Your Royal Highness, please forgive me…"

Feng Wu gave her a half-smile. "Why? What did you do?"

What? Baiye was perplexed.

Wasn't the crown prince supposed to be indifferent and didn't care about anything? Why…

Baiye tensed up and said gingerly, "Your Royal Highness, the letter is from Qingcao… She's Princess Ranmil's maid. She stuffed it in my sleeve. I tried to turn her down, but she put it in my sleeve when I wasn't looking. It's all my fault! Please forgive me!"

Feng Wu looked at the maid and knew that she was full of lies.