Thinking of this, he tightly gripped the small dart in his hand, took a deep breath, and walked towards the tea house. He said to the waiter at the entrance, "I'm looking for someone."
As soon as Marquis Zhaoren was led to the private room and saw the young girl dressed in light yellow, his anger subsided. He also loosened his grip on the dart in his hand.
"Marquis is here." Lin Jiaojiao smiled faintly and then said to Xuemei, "Xuemei, pour some tea for the Marquis."
Marquis Zhaoren slowly sat down across from them, glanced at the Regent King's Consort, then quickly took the tea from Xuemei, thanking her casually.
At times, he actually found the Regent King's Consort quite pleasant-looking. If he had such a pretty daughter, he would definitely cherish her and be overprotective.
