"Speaking of which, does Wei Ying... have a Dao companion yet?"
Yin Weiyin shuddered slightly, her actions halting abruptly.
The Prince pondered for a moment, murmuring:
"Indeed, there is such a matter—it's that Qianhu named Min Ning. However, matters of Dao companionship are delicate and not something this prince can interfere with, so I've rarely inquired."
As he spoke, both the Prince and Princess turned to face Yin Weiyin, their pairs of eyes gazing at her curiously.
Yin Weiyin felt unspeakable bitterness. Silently chanting the *Supreme Forget Love Technique* to calm her turbulent thoughts, she composed herself, lifted her gaze with a serene smile, adjusted her sleeves slightly, and spoke in a clear, steady voice:
"Cultivation depends on destiny; if destiny hasn't arrived, there's no use forcing it. I used to be impatient, but now I've come to terms with it. It's better to go with the flow of heaven."
