"Are you Luo Linfei?" The Prince of Yueluo turned his gaze to her.
"Of course!"
"How come you're here?"
Luo Linfei sneered, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? I came to escort my cousin for her wedding, and it got late yesterday, so I didn't go back. Is there a problem?"
The Prince of Yueluo wasn't entirely familiar with the customs of Great Zhou, so he didn't expose the obvious flaws in Luo Linfei's explanation.
"Prince of Yueluo?" Just then, Yang Chuxia entered, "Why are you here?"
The overly dramatic performance stung the Prince of Yueluo's eyes.
"This is Linfei's room, you guys..."
The Prince of Yueluo didn't speak. Who can speak calmly when a plot backfires on them?
"Linyu, hurry and help Linfei get dressed." Yang Chuxia continued, "Prince of Yueluo, please leave the room. You're too eager. The marriage has already been decreed, it's just a matter of time, no need to be so impatient."
