"Imperial Brother!"
Qin Ying was quite displeased, especially since the thin layer of paper between her and Chen Xuan hadn't been pierced yet.
If he were to meddle, and suppose... she just supposes... if Chen Xuan disagrees, wouldn't it be dreadfully embarrassing?
"You can see him, but don't say anything reckless!"
"What are you two... doing?"
This left Qin Hong utterly baffled.
"So, is it possible or not?"
Qin Ying acted like a little woman, coyly whining.
"Alright, alright, whatever you say. Is that okay now?"
He shook his head helplessly.
What was all this about? He was growing increasingly curious about Chen Xuan—what kind of charm could turn the dignified Princess Great Yu into such a state?
"Alright then, I'll go call him."
As she spoke, she left the room, though she still felt a bit worried inside.
And at this moment, Chen Xuan happened to arrive in the main hall.
As they met each other's gaze.
"Come on, someone wants to see you!"
