This is quite awkward.
The one feeling awkward is Princess Xinyang, a thick-skinned person like Marquis Xuanping wouldn't feel embarrassed.
He was just very confused.
There were still two lines of tears not yet dry on Princess Xinyang's face, which confused Marquis Xuanping even more, "I'm not dead yet, is it necessary to cry like this?"
The point is, am I dead or not?
As if I, Princess Xinyang Qin Fengwan, would shed a tear for you, Marquis Xuanping!
Also, what's with that doubtful tone when you said "Qin Fengwan" just now?
You don't even know who I am and yet you dare to address me so familiarly—
Princess Xinyang couldn't continue her silent rant.
"How come you are here? When did you return to the Capital City?"
Princess Xinyang was unaware of the plan from last night.
"My son brought me back," said Marquis Xuanping straightforwardly.
