Once She Was Infected, Gong Lingyu’s Life Would Be Over

"He is my mother's only younger sister, and I have always taken care of her. But for some reason, she has always been afraid of me." Rong Zhan also had a helpless look on his face when he mentioned this.

Gu Qingxue thought of how Rong Zhan had arranged a room for Gong Lingyu just now, and how it was in line with Gong Lingyu's preferences. It was not difficult for her to guess that he was telling the truth.

"Your Royal Highness, could it be because you always keep a straight face?" Gu Qingxue tilted her head and looked at Rong Zhan in puzzlement. She raised her hand and made a smile at the corner of her lips, "Otherwise, if Your Royal Highness tries to talk to Yu'er with a smile, maybe she won't be afraid."

Rong Zhan always had an imposing manner toward others. Moreover, there was no smile on his face all year round. Anyone who saw him would feel afraid.

"Let me try." Rong Zhan turned around and knocked on the door. "Yu'er, open the door."