"This Little Demon, Hu Menglu, pays her respects to Your Highness, the Demon Prince."
Hu Menglu took delicate steps, knelt with her head bowed, and paid her respects to Chen Quan.
Chen Quan settled back onto the lounge.
He picked up his teacup and took a leisurely sip. Then, he yawned and glanced down condescendingly at Hu Menglu.
He said nonchalantly, "We are to be married soon. There's no need for such grand formalities."
Hearing this, Hu Menglu didn't rise. Instead, she kowtowed several more times, her forehead striking the floor.
"I beg Your Highness the Demon Prince for your mercy. You…"
Chen Quan cut her off before she could finish.
"My shoulders have been a bit sore these last couple of days. Lulu, would you be willing to help this Prince relax?"
Hu Menglu's expression froze. Given her usual fiery, tomboyish temper, she would never have agreed to massage his shoulders, not even for the Demon Prince.
