From Ling Yunyang's casual few words, Yan Qing could almost envisage the time when Ling Hua met Xiao Zhen and even the scenes where she sold him her paintings.
Seeing Yan Qing listening intently, Ling Yunyang decided to open up and spill everything. Since he was forced to speak out, he no longer had any reservations, "The second prince probably just said it in passing at that time, not intending to actually have her repay him with some life-saving grace. But unexpectedly, she was quite bold, even daring to agree to such a matter as competing for the throne. Does she know what fighting for the throne entails? After all, she was so young."
Yan Qing nodded, "A little girl of six, and female at that. Isn't it the age for eating candied hawthorns?"
Ling Yunyang laughed heartily, "Exactly, exactly, my sister also loves eating candied hawthorns."
Yan Qing curved his lips in a smile.