"You should focus more on your Crown Princess Consort."
Nangong Mo walked past Nangong Jue expressionlessly, picked up Yun Ran from the cane chair, and as he reached the door, he turned slightly, glanced at Nangong Jue, and coldly curled his lip.
"Oh, right, you don't have a Crown Princess Consort yet. Maybe you should go to the temple more often and burn some incense; perhaps you might be blessed with one or half."
"??!!"
Shen Weixi looked shocked, glanced at Nangong Mo, then turned her head to look at the Crown Prince, curious about his expression.
Unexpectedly, a gentle and modest smile remained on the Crown Prince's face, "Ninth Prince, you're joking again!"
But Nangong Mo ignored him, carrying Yun Ran out of the elegant room.
Shen Weixi hesitated for a moment before realizing they were on the third floor, and since he couldn't see, he hurried out after them.
"Prince Qin, wait a moment! Perhaps let me..." carry Yue'er downstairs.
