Yingsu dug at her eyes vigorously, glaring at Tian Yi, when suddenly she remembered something and a sly smile curled up at the corner of her pretty lips.
"Tian guard," she said sweetly, "tell me, if I wanted to marry you as my husband, seeing as how our miss cherishes me so much, what would you think?" Her eyes sparkled with mirth as she looked down at Tian Yi beneath the tree.
"Pfft...cough cough cough." Di An, who had just come to take over the shift, heard the whole thing and couldn't hold back, choking on his own saliva. He thumped his chest hard, his face turning red as he teared up from the effort.
"Sister Yingsu, that's a brilliant idea. I believe the princess would definitely agree. At that time, I'll act as a family member and will carry Tian Yi to the bridal sedan myself." He gave Yingsu a thumbs up, appreciating her boldness befitting someone from the princess's side.
