"I dare not." Lin Ziyin retained her obedient demeanor.
Boring! Si Jinhan lost interest in teasing her.
"I'll take the blueprints first. If any issues arise later, I'll come back to you." Chu Suifeng, having obtained the unexpected items, urgently headed back to have them constructed, thus hurriedly departing.
"Farewell, Prince. Goodbye, Third Son." Lin Ziyin respectfully escorted them to the yard's entrance.
"Miss." As soon as their figures disappeared from view, Lin Ziyin could no longer hold herself up. Her body weakened and she began to collapse backwards.
Just at the critical moment, Yu Qiaoqiao, who was standing behind her, reached out to support her. Cui Duoduo hurriedly rushed over to lend a hand, seizing her other arm.
"I'm fine. My legs just feel a bit weak." With their assistance, Lin Ziyin managed to stand up. "Help me back."
Yu Qiaoqiao and Cui Duoduo quickly helped her into the house.