Luo Shunchen glanced at Fu Yuesheng and noticed his gaze flitting toward Ji Ruyan.
With sudden clarity, he retorted, "Princely Heir, do you fancy Miss Ruyan?"
Fu Yuesheng was so frightened that his legs turned to jelly, almost causing him to tumble off his chair.
"Your Highness, such words must not be spoken carelessly! Miss Ruyan is to be the Third Prince's second wife, and I would never tarnish her reputation."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the complexions of the three people in the room turn even darker.
Especially Ji Ruyan's bright, sharp eyes, which seemed as though they wished they could kill him!
Ji Ruyan's eyes flickered, "It seems the Princely Heir attaches great importance to this lady's marriage."
Fu Yuesheng glanced at her, "It's not so much that I attach great importance to it, but rather the whole of Shengjing knows about it. Especially since it's the Empress Dowager's imperial decree, do you think you are still an unengaged lady confined to boudoir?"
