Having left the Marquis Duanjing residence and sitting in the carriage, Ling Hua hugged a cushion and laughed herself silly inside the carriage.
Liuli also couldn't help but laugh, "Why is Young Marquis Yan Qing so soft-hearted? Doesn't everyone say he's as cold as a stone?"
After her laugh had subsided, Ling Hua sighed lightly, "In the circle of the pleasure-seeking young nobles, no one speaks ill of him, right?"
Liuli thought for a moment, "Actually, no."
His reputation was spread by those outside the circle.
"That's it," Ling Hua's eyes were full of mirth, "As long as you cater to his temperament, he's actually quite easy to talk to. I think I have found out how to deal with him effectively."
Liuli scornfully said, "So you're just sweet-talking him!"
After such a day, she had learned as well.
Ling Hua laughed and took out the almanac, "I'll check to see which day is auspicious."
