Ye Yiheng chuckled briefly: "Quite serious."
Leng Yu Yan asked curiously: "What did he do?"
"Stealing kisses and caresses."
"Ah, who did he steal from?"
Ye Yiheng countered: "Who else could it be?"
"I'm going to take a look."
Leng Yu Yan stood up and walked toward the door.
Mo Chen Yin Shuang saw Leng Yu Yan coming out and quickly saluted: "Crown Princess Consort."
Leng Yu Yan noticed Mo Chen's hands were covered in blood and said calmly: "Put your hands down, let me see."
Mo Chen furrowed his brows, lowered his hands, revealing his damaged lips.
Blood was still flowing, and there was a horizontal cut on his lips, about an inch long.
The whole mouth was just over an inch wide, really bitten too hard.
But she couldn't help but laugh: "What happened?"
If Mo Chen hadn't been flirting with Yin Shuang, how could it have been bitten so hard?
Yin Shuang lowered her eyes, embarrassed: "Reporting to Crown Princess Consort, it was I who bit him."
