Xuanhe Hall.
Princess Chang Xi was sitting on the first seat on the left, with a smile on her face. Her lips were as thin as a cicada's wings, and she was sipping her tea. A maid stood behind her, and on the table beside her were some rare spiritual fruits. Among them were Zhang Ronghua's favorite black grapes. Unlike ordinary black grapes, they were very big, each as big as an egg, and contained a strong spiritual aura.
Footsteps sounded.
The Crown Prince Prince brought Qing 'Er and Xiao' Er into the room.
Putting down the teacup, she stood up from the chair and smiled like a flower."Shimin."
"Aunt Changxi!"
After the small talk.
The Crown Prince sat on the main seat and waved his hand, signaling for Qing 'er to serve him tea. He poured a cup of spiritual tea and placed it in front of her, asking,""Why do you have the time to come to my place?"
