Was there really a misunderstanding?!
Many commoners couldn't help but have this thought, shaking their originally firm beliefs.
Even the scholar, Zhang Min, was a little uncertain. The eldest princess looked even younger than his daughter and was even weaker. She was like a fragile porcelain doll, as if she would break with a touch.
Chu Yi gently touched the top of her soft head and comforted her gently, "Don't worry, Father knows what he's doing."
He was also aware of this.
An extremely cold glint flashed across Chu Yi's eyes.
In front of An Le, he was always her gentle and reliable elder brother.
An Le looked at Gu Yanfei and smiled happily. "Sister."
This smile added a faint blush to her pale cheeks, making her look more lively.
That was great. She still had time to hand over the white rabbit lantern that she and her eldest brother had made to her sister.
