A Graceful Old Demon

"I went to the prince's mansion to deliver medicine to Your Highness on behalf of Miss. Every time Your Highness received the medicine, his expression was exceedingly joyful. He couldn't help but inquire about the Miss's condition, whether she was doing well or not, and even asked if there was anything she lacked. If it weren't for his sincerity, given Your Highness's status, why would he bother like this?"

Su Yingxue's gaze became somewhat uneasy. "That's... just Your Highness being courteous! After all, concocting medicine for his injuries does have some benefits."

"Miss, don't be disingenuous! Could it be that you truly don't like Your Highness? In our Great Cheng Dynasty, many women hold admiration for Your Highness and harbor dreams of marrying him! Your Highness has only eyes for you!" Zhilan looked at Su Yingxue with eager eyes.

She hoped to catch a glimpse of concern on Su Yingxue's face.