The butler fed Ning Yu the medicine and left with the two servants after seeing that she wouldn't be able to deduct any of it even if she drank it all down. Before leaving, he'd warned Ning Yu at least repeatedly to not seek death. She was just a useless labourer.

Ning Yu was disobedient and couldn't believe the group of people. The more they told her to be obedient, the more she knew he had to stir up some trouble. Although he knew that he definitely wouldn't be able to get out of here, as a weak man, he still had a chance. At most, he would just crash himself to death, otherwise, how could he have the face to see a small building like this?

After a while, Ning Yu saw that the people outside were still standing guard. She took out her knife and replaced it with a brighter one. When he goes in later, he'll definitely stab that young nobleman to death.

He had actually been separated from Lou Qingyun for such a long time. No matter what, he couldn't bear it. No matter if he was dead or alive, he had to fight for it. Even if he died, he had to let her die with him.

"I need to get dressed." After mumbling to herself for a moment, Ning Yu shouted towards the door.

There wasn't a timely reply from outside, but Ning Yu wasn't particularly angry about it. It was true that she couldn't be in a hurry. He reckoned that the butler was still busy with attending to him, thinking that he would come back later to get him ready for bed.

If the butler heard his request, he would be sure to deliver it to him in no time.

Ning Yu's thoughts weren't bad. The butler brought in the man who'd groomed himself. Seeing Ning Yu dressing for him, and seeing that she hadn't reacted, he couldn't help cursing her for being so chaste.

Looking at Ning Yu's face in the mirror, he clicked his tongue and said, "You don't even have to use it. The Prince's Mansion is so good, do you need to cry for your parents?" I really don't know how good that wife of yours is, and who can she be so chaste as to let the master show to you, you slut. "

Ning Yu didn't react at all to the butler's insults, as if he was talking to someone else. He even brought the decorative items over for himself to use.

Since he was going to do something that he would never be able to forget in his entire life, then he might as well not believe anyone's words and let him do as he pleased. In any case, those were the people who had passed away, so they didn't care about these things.

"Oh, he's already here. He really can't care about anything else!" The butler noticed that Ning Yu was doing it herself. She could see the same person on the left and right, but they looked very different. It was as if they were completely different people.

This person wasn't particularly someone one could provoke. It was just like when the old wangfei was in a temper. She didn't say a single word, but her aura was especially frightening, enough to make people shudder in fear.

However, the steward immediately reacted. What kind of person was Princess Hua-Yang? And the person in front of him, he couldn't even be mentioned in the same breath. He was probably thinking about how to serve his highness later on. He must be feeling nervous since he was overthinking it.

The butler shook his head repeatedly. He looked at Ning Yu's self-conscious makeup and let the man in the makeup go down with him. He was prepared to give Ning Yu some clothes so that he could put them on to serve his mistress.

The clothes prepared by the butler weren't some ordinary clothes that were conservative. However, Jiang Xiao Wang and Jiang Deren's favorite clothes were a crimson red. There were only two layers of silk, and one could clearly see the turbulent waves within.

Ning Yu's face turned red as he looked at his clothes. Although he was particularly against it, he still looked into the steward's eyes that couldn't be doubted. He changed his tone and said,

"Why am I also going to be the young prince's person tonight? Isn't it a bit bad to wear this when I go out later?"