Upon returning to the Eastern Palace, Hua Yan still laid feigning death in Yun Chi's arms, not wanting to live anymore, wishing death if possible?
The coachman outside reported in a low voice, "Crown Prince, we have returned to the residence."
Yun Chi looked down at Hua Yan in his arms, even though he had long let go, she still laid there limp as if she were a battered lotus, utterly lifeless. His eyes slightly stirred, and he smiled, shallow and coolly, "Shall I carry you out of the carriage?"
Hua Yan's heart was uncontrollably filled with anger, but she didn't make a sound.
Yun Chi kept his gaze on her, "I don't mind carrying you, if you have no objections, just don't turn on me later."
Hua Yan suddenly sat up, her face dark as she glared at him, and said word by word, "Yun Chi, you're really something!"
Yun Chi watched her with amusement, "You flatter me, Crown Princess Consort!"
