Rather than calling it scolding, it was more like a frantic accusation.
"What do you want? Let go! How many times have I told you, there's no hope between us. Please let go!"
"This palace?"
Lin Yuan's eyes lit up, her inner gossip radar rapidly expanded. Someone in the palace referring to themselves as "this palace"—could it be a concubine in some chamber?
Oh my heavens! Oh heavens!
It seemed like she had unintentionally stumbled upon something extraordinary!
Watching Lin Yuan's excited, thrilled expression, tinged with a hint of schadenfreude, Xia Zheng laughed so hard his stomach hurt.
But he didn't want to miss the show either. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "People who call themselves 'this palace' in the palace aren't just concubines, but also princesses."
Uh!
Lin Yuan almost bit her own tongue in surprise.
Her obvious disappointment made Xia Zheng laugh even harder. The more time he spent with Lin Yuan, the more adorable he found her.
