It was night.
The moon shone bright, its light as if washed clean.
Mo Chen revealed himself from the shadows, kneeling on one knee and clasping his hands: "Your Highness, everyone by Prince Qing's side is tight-lipped, so for the time I am unable to glean any information."
Ye Yiheng, seated at the far end of the desk, pressed his temples.
Mo Chen hastily added: "However, I did investigate the reason Miss Lai was driven out of the Leng Family five years ago."
"Speak."