Yan Bei put down the snack in his hand and looked up at Bo Cixue.
"If he's testing you, it means that he has feelings for you. I heard that you liked him very much before. Isn't this a good thing?" Yan Bei was a rough man and did not understand what women thought.
Bo Cixue sat on the ground and hugged her knees, her chin resting on her knees. It was rare for her to not scold him.
Her side profile looked too calm, but it also seemed like it was not.
He heard her calm voice say, "I've liked him for eighteen years. Why would he suddenly have feelings for me after three years?"
Yan Bei was speechless. How would he know about that?
"Three years ago, as long as I stayed in the capital, I would have become his Princess Consort." Bo Cixue's expression was very quiet, as if she was saying something about others. "There were countless girls who had a crush on him since he was young. As long as he agreed to it, many people would throw themselves at him."
