林薇正坐在妆镜前， Rearranging a clasp of hair, the wood of the cabinet behind her suddenly groaned. She froze, hand hovering over her face. This was the second time tonight.

"Did someone come?" she asked, her voice tight, trying to sound casual.

Outside the door, a soft chuckle echoed. "Nothing serious," came the voice, smooth as silk. "Just wanted to see you."

It was Chen Feng, the病娇皇子, known for his charming and unpredictable nature.林薇 sighed inwardly. He always managed to catch her off guard, his words like a sweet poison, leaving her unable to resist his allure.

The door creaked open, and Chen Feng stood there, bathed in the moonlight filtering through the window. His eyes, deep and captivating, locked onto hers. "You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

林薇 felt her heart skip a beat. She knew this was just another of his games, but she couldn't help but be drawn in by his charm.

"Come in," she said, her voice barely a whisper.