Lingshe sat down when she heard no answer.
Soon, the servant came with a bowl of noodles, serving Lingshe.
Lingshe didn't touch the food but just looked at the boy, inspecting the face behind the mask.
"A face mask? This is neither original nor ethical, don't you think, your highness?"
Finally, after looking at the face, she realised who it was.
Or at least, she saw the royal features and knew it was a prince.
Another feature told her which prince it was.
Right as she said this, the man on the side reacted quickly, about to stand up.
"Don't bother." Lingshe said, a bit of the killing intent hidden in her evil soul focusing on the man.
The man felt cold all over, like he was at deaths edge.
"I didn't know there were princes that liked to leave the royal palaces, wandering I the outer city, doing who knows what!"
"What do you want?" the prince asked when he saw his guard couldn't move.
"Well, I wanted to recruit an attendant because I saw a talented person here.
