He tightly gripped the sugar-coated hawthorn skewer in his hand, leaped off the carriage, and quickly stepped forward: "Commandery Princess, Crown Princess!"
His eyes fell on the stretcher from the carriage.
Because of Mother's obstruction, he couldn't see the face clearly. Still, he was hopeful and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Miss Qing Yi? Why isn't she here?"
Xiaohei had already driven the carriage over. From his angle, he could see the corpse-like pale face on the stretcher. His expression instantly tightened, then he glanced at Jiang Yang with a hint of worry.
The word "love" is always clear to the bystander but blurred to the main character!
Jiang Yang persistently denied it, but everyone could see that he had developed deep feelings for Qing Yi.
He must have anticipated it too.
Even though he could clearly see everything with just a slight change in his position, Jiang Yang stayed where he was, with only his eyes full of anticipation as he watched Su Luo.
