"Do I not resemble one?" Shen Jingbing looked at himself and then at Hua Kongque, a genuine talent!
"How did you get to know the Crown Prince?" Out of curiosity, Shen Jingbing inquired. To his knowledge, these past years the Crown Prince has been in poor health, constantly staying within an old house at Hidden Dragon Mountain, never emerging from seclusion. How did they become acquainted? Could it be like in the myths, meeting each other in dreams?
"You're overthinking it." As if hearing Shen Jingbing's thoughts, Lan Tian couldn't even be bothered to roll her eyes, imagining wildly like that, why not write a novel. Oh, right, online novels don't exist yet.
Shen Jingbing paused, looking at Hua Kongque, "Did I say that out loud?"
"No," Hua Kongque shook his head, you didn't say it, but it's written all over your face.
