"Silver-tongued," Ye Yiheng commented without expression, his thin lips parting lightly. "She finds there are too many bamboo baskets here, inconvenient for her to come over."
Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan maintained her smile, releasing the two fingers that pinched the peach flesh.
The peach flesh immediately fell to the ground, swallowed up by the silver-gray.
That Princess of the Nandian believed her drying of the peach flesh to be a rustic act, just this point alone made her disinclined to come over...
Not to mention the faint irritation smoldering in her heart.
Song Guo hurriedly interjected, "Your Highness, Crown Prince, I didn't make myself clear just now. I only told the Crown Princess Consort that Your Highness, along with Princess Wen Yi and the Eighth Prince, had arrived." Immediately after, he spoke to Leng Yu Yan, "Crown Princess Consort, such good peach flesh to be 'dropped,' isn't that a pity?"
Into his belly would have been much better!
