During the conversation, the two exchanged glances.
Feeling the atmosphere turn a bit strange, Miao Zhu quickly averted her eyes, "I'm not going to chatter with you, I still have to serve the Commandery Princess during her meal."
"I'm not going to chatter either. Our family still has to serve His Highness during his meal."
Song Guo neatly arranged several pots of fruit wine, positioning the labels toward the seats of the two masters.
Miao Zhu: "Why are you imitating the way I speak?"
Song Guo: "Hah, who cares about that?"
Soon after, Ye Yiheng arrived at the dining hall, pulling along Leng Yu Yan.
With keen eyesight, Miao Zhu and Song Guo noticed two red marks on the Crown Prince's neck, one darker and the other slightly lighter.
Without a need to think further, they both knew it was the work of the Crown Princess Consort and tacitly lowered their heads, arranging the wine cups.
Ye Yiheng pointed at the pots of wine and asked Leng Yu Yan, "What would you like to drink?"
