Liang Yong grew anxious. "Fourth Prince, why aren't you eating? Even if something is upsetting you, you shouldn't take it out on your body."
This time, Li Ying finally reacted.
He coldly spat out two words.
"Get out."
Liang Yong wanted to say more, but he immediately fell silent when he met the Fourth Prince's icy gaze.
He sullenly withdrew.
After closing the door, Liang Yong stood outside for a moment.
Though he didn't know what had happened, seeing the Fourth Prince's devastated state, he figured the prince must have suffered a terrible blow.
'If I just leave him be, what if the Fourth Prince can't get over this and does something rash?'
Liang Yong made up his mind.
He changed into dark clothes and used Qinggong to silently leave the dilapidated courtyard.
It wasn't until around midnight that Liang Yong returned.
He hadn't come back alone. A figure in a black cloak followed behind him.
