"Hurry and leave—" Xing Yu unceremoniously dismissed him. Did they think they could just come and go from the Qishun Building as they pleased?
"You, you—" Duke of Jing Ci had never felt so humiliated. How could such a woman be entrusted with such a great responsibility? And how could she ever become a part of their Nanmen State...
Tan Zong seemed to think it was improper. He had followed the Princely Heir twice and knew that the Princely Heir had a habit of being submissive in front of the Commandery Princess. Duke of Jing Ci just didn't understand the situation and was likely going to achieve the opposite of what he wanted.
But there was one thing Tan Zong was very clear about: the Princely Heir's heart was in Nanzheng State, in this Qishun Building. Such a situation was absolutely detrimental to what they needed to do next, and it would undoubtedly be a fatal weakness for the Princely Heir in the future.
