Leng Yu Yan swiftly walked the entire way.
What does it mean to be honest, and what does it mean to be dishonest?
It all came down to what he said.
Such a descendant of the Tian Family, accustomed to intrigue from a young age, could not help but harbor a dark heart.
Being granted marriage to such a cold-hearted person was her misfortune.
Ye Yiheng watched her silhouette disappear past the moon gate, and for some reason, he felt very pleased.
From a distance, Song Guo stood; he had overheard the dialogue between His Highness and the Fifth Miss of Lai.
Now that Leng Yu Yan had walked far away, he approached, "Your Highness, what you just said has terrified Miss Lai."
"Not terrified."
With those three words uttered lightly, a perfect smile appeared on Ye Yiheng's lips, like a bright moon in the sky, noble and refined.
Mo Chen also emerged from the shadows, "Your Highness, since you do not like her, why did you agree to let her move into the Eastern Palace?"