A gentle step forward, graceful like a lily swaying in the wind.
Changkong blocked her, respectfully saying, "Second Miss, the Crown Prince is discussing affairs in the room, please stop."
Lin Yanran raised her eyes to look at him, her voice as soft as water:
"I've come to deliver soup to the Crown Prince, which I've watched over the fire for three whole hours; it won't taste good if it gets cold. May I trouble you to go inside and notify him?"
Changkong: "..."
Beauty like a flower, soft words from Wu, a devoted heart in the soup, and a special relationship with the Crown Prince, how to refuse?
"Second Miss, please wait a moment."
Nangong Jue personally came out to escort Lin Yanran inside.
This made Lin Yanran pleasantly surprised, her heart racing like a startled deer.
Falling half a step behind, she followed Nangong Jue, occasionally raising her eyes to steal glances at him, with a daughter's shy yet obvious affection.
