"And also..." Little Shunzi couldn't help but glance toward the pavilion, hesitating to speak.
Chu Qianli followed his gaze, looking at the pavilion.
It was some distance from the pavilion.
Little Shunzi knew that Feng Yexuan had been there all night. He had come and gone several times and had long since noticed the presence of the Prince.
But Chu Qianli did not know.
Now, at this glance, seeing that flawless silhouette, she felt inexplicably a little sad.
But she didn't want to go over.
Because she didn't know what to say after going over.
So many things had happened; the more they experienced, the more complicated the feelings became.
It was no longer possible to measure the relationship between her and Feng Yexuan with a simple "like" or "dislike," "worthy" or "unworthy."
"Princess, the Prince has been watching over all night in the pavilion. Maybe... maybe the Princess can go over and say a few words to him?"
