Through the open door of the Xiaohua Hall, Bai Zi saw Jiang Shu leading Jiang Yang to the outside.
The sun at the end of spring was very strong, the man was wearing a moon-white cross-collar robe, his pale jade hand was covering his chest, coughing softly a few times. Sunlight fell through the gaps in the shadows of the trees, dancing on him as he moved.
His figure was upright and elegant, like an immortal who had accidentally entered the mortal world, devoid of any worldly aura.
Bai Zi gritted her teeth secretly!
Last time at Marquis Huaiyuan's residence, he must have taken care of Su Luo out of respect for Marquis Huaiyuan and annoyance with Princess Yunrou's pestering.
How could such a celestial being truly fancy a fool like Su Luo.
Thinking of this, Bai Zi could no longer suppress her jealousy. She got up and ran to the doorway, stopping in front of Jiang Shu and bowing ceremoniously, "Crown Prince!"
