"Prince."
This sweet and charming voice made Yan Nanchen suddenly stop his hurried steps. The beautiful eyes and charming smile of the person in front of him were truly captivating.
After hesitating for a moment, he quickly raised his hand and walked towards her. He held her hands and finally felt at ease, asking, "Hua'er, how did you get here?"
Then he looked at Daoist Taiping, who had already stood up, and nodded his head in greeting, "Daoist."
"Hahaha..." Daoist Taiping's hearty laughter was carefree and loving. He cupped his hands and said, "Prince."
Then he explained for Lin Qinghua, "Your Highness, the Princess came here looking for you."
"Yes, I thought the prince was here with the daoist." Lin Qinghua smiled and gently leaned against Yan Nanchen.
Yan Nanchen only felt the girl in his arms become more and more charming, as if she had changed. His heart became increasingly joyful.
