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“Xuan Xixiu, are you angry with me?”
Xuan Yanyu turned his face to one side, leaning back against the wooden chair, his entire bearing radiating grievance.
Yan Yunning studied his profile and made a great effort to hold back her laughter.
“Xuan Xixiu?” The girl’s lips curved slightly. “Ye Chen was right — you are so much better than certain peopl...
In her heart she knew clearly — after this, they might very rarely, if ever, meet again.
The Crown Prince would not come to the household to see her again, and she would likely have no more opportunity to go and find him.
After a long moment with the man at her side not speaking, Yan Yunning had no choice but to offer a reply. “Goodbye, Miss Ling. Take goo...
“Mother had no choice. From the moment Lu Jin’an came into this household, she demanded that Mother transfer one of the legitimate daughters to her. Your father agreed, and Mother was unwilling too.” Chu Wantang dabbed at the corners of her eyes, squeezing out a few tears with the handkerchief in her hand.
This moment had turned out to be a perfect opportunity — hav...
Yan Shiyao reined in her feelings. “No need.”
Seeing how truly terrible her expression was, the maids wisely shut their mouths.
Jiang Jin looked at the maids clustered around Yan Shiyao and swallowed her fury. These maids had all been appointed by His Highness to attend the Third Imperial Prince’s consort — there was no need for her to be cross with them. ...
“Serve this prince some dishes,” Qi Qingchen said.
Yan Shiyao shot him a sideways glance. Serve what dishes?
She would finish her meal and return home.
Qi Qingchen leaned back against the sandalwood chair, his gaze drifting idly toward Yan Shiyao. “This prince’s injury has not yet healed. Imperial Physician Quan can vouch for that.”
Yan...