Zhao Li Xin approached Lory and gently took her hand, "This is my wife."
Lory bowed her head courteously, "My name Is Luo…Yi Ri."
She was actually a little embarrassed by her uncreative names. Zhao Li Xin's face was unperturbed as he looked at her with indulgence but Lory could feel Zhao Li Xin call her stupid in his mind.
Nan Yu Qi remained expressionless. She felt better when she saw Lory's ordinary face. She was one of those women who hated seeing women prettier than her. She warned, "She can come as long she will not interfere with your progress and duty."
"I will not dare. Thank you, young miss," Lory humbly bowed at Nan Yu Qi. Unbeknown to anyone, there was a vicious glint in Zhao Li Xin's eyes. He made a note to make Nan Yu Qi pay for making his princess bow. Lory herself didn't know what Zhao Li Xin thought as for her the mission was more important than her self-pride.