Cold Atmosphere

Wei Liuying nodded in agreement.

On the side, Prince Ji Sheng listened to these two conversing with each other. He sighed. "Are you two talking about this because you want me to hear it, Xian, Liu Ying?"

The two of them looked at each other before they looked at Prince Ji Sheng. Yang Xian started, "I know you're not a person like that, General Sheng."

"Are you speaking from your heart?"

"I'm not lying when I talk to you, Your Highness."

Wei Liuying looked at Ji Sheng. "Besides, if General Sheng showed even an ounce of interest to another woman, Lady Gao will never let things rest so easily. There'll be hell in the residence, and I'm sure that Lady Gao will not even hesitate to kill her with her own hands should the woman enter Prince Ji Sheng's Residence."

Prince Ji Sheng: "…"

Yang Xian: "…"