Jiang Shu, wrapped in a fox fur, held a teacup, casting a careless look at Princess Yunrou.
Princess Yunrou distinctly loved his aloof gaze, her heart fluttering wildly.
Jiang Shu placed the teacup down: "The tea has cooled!"
So, he was holding the hot tea just to warm his hands.
Su Luo, who had previously riding on his coattails, hastily tried to curry favor "Qing Yi, won't you fetch another cup for the Princely Heir?"
"No need!" Jiang Shu slowly stood up, his figure slender, his noble aura reserved: "It's too noisy here, let's return home!"
The noble ladies who were deemed too noisy...
Especially Princess Yunrou, her eyes grew red in an instant.
She had made a great effort to leave the palace today, and before she could even say two words to the man she loved, Jiang Shu wanted to leave. How could she bear it?
Her pride as a princess emerged: "Jiang Shu, stay, I have something to say to you privately!"
