She bit her lip, a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
Jian Qing noticed her rather conflicted expression out of the corner of his eye, his gaze flashing slightly, "If Princess Yukiko has something to say, feel free to speak."
Ito Yukiko paused, then looked up into his penetrating dark eyes, her cheeks tinted a light red.
"Jian Qing, how has your younger brother been doing recently?"
During that banquet, Jian Qing and Jian Luo walked into the Banquet Hall together. The first person she noticed was that man who was as soft and smooth as jade.
Afterwards, she regretted not being more assertive. A year has passed since the banquet, but his face and figure are still vivid in her mind.
Even the suitors who her father intentionally arranged for her were rejected by her. She was certain that her feelings for Jian Luo were more than just a mere crush, it was love.
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