Zong Yunqian walked slowly towards them. Zheng Nianru could even sense the intense sourness filling the air. Although she was past this age of petty quarrels, the inadvertent counterattack from Zong Yunqian was still somewhat pleasing to her inner self.
Zong Yunqian handed the item to Nanny Yun who was next to Zheng Nianru. Nanny Yun did not want to take it, fearing the jewelry might be coated with poison. However, seeing the envious glances from everyone around, Nanny Yun thought that even if it were poison, she would accept it just to spite them.
Nanny Yun glanced at her own commandery princess. At this moment, the princess should at least thank the Princely Heir of the Zong family.
Zheng Nianru did not move. Her gaze, which had initially scrutinized him briefly, had now dropped, displaying an indifferent expression void of any joy.
Zong Yunqian smiled faintly and did not take offense. Instead, he respectfully made the first move to greet her.
