Leng Feng Hua's expression, looked much better after that.
He gave a cold harrumph as he flicked his sleeves, "I'll have to trouble Eldest Miss Ye to send Eighth Young Master Ye back to the residence, and at the same time, help to inform the Patriarch and Old Madam that Qing Luo had been picked up by this Highness over to the Crown Prince's Palace."
He was gentle and sweet just a minute ago, and she thought that she was the entire academy's envied person.
But in the next second, reality took a brutal hit on her, as she was commanded by Leng Feng Hua.
Right now, she was filled with indignance, but she had to smile tenderly, "Yes, Qian'er knows what to do."
Leng Feng Hua retracted his gaze, as he went back into the carriage.
The party, left majestically.
The scene was extremely magnificent.
Ye Qing Qian was engulfed by the dust that were kicked up from the horses' hooves.