Zhi'er curiously uttered a sound, her voice rising.
She glanced over at Feng Fuce.
Then she waved her hand, "It's fine, he won't get jealous."
After all, she hadn't done anything.
"Perhaps it's just because I didn't share any grapes with him. I'll save a few and let him try later."
Song Qingrui listened and blinked in confusion, "Really, okay then..."
If he couldn't get the grapes, he would get jealous. It seems this man is a bit petty and not worthy of Sister Jing!
To the side, Yuan Ruxin scrutinized Feng Fuce from head to toe.
She confirmed that this was the Marquis Wan who used to always stay close to the Princess.
It turns out he came too.
But why did Master bring him along; could he be skilled in demon-catching as well?
The banquet ended quickly.
Taking advantage of the moment when nobody was paying attention, Zhi'er went to an inconspicuous corner.
An undercover Xiu Luo Envoy reported the findings to the Princess ahead of time.
