Nangong Zhongli heard the voice, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face.
"Brother, it's just that I haven't seen Xiaonuan in a long time, I'm too happy." She said, lowering her head, somewhat afraid to meet Nangong Yaoling's sharp gaze.
Nangong Yaoling raised an eyebrow: "It'd better be like that. I hope it's not because you're blinded by love."
When he spoke, although he was smiling, there was a chilling undertone in his voice; these words with a clear implication made Nangong Zhongli involuntarily shiver.
As for Nangong Yaoling, she still felt a little apprehensive.
She knew Nangong Yaoling was hinting at her not to be blinded by love and to do nothing that would harm Xiaonuan.
But, Crown Prince, the woman you love most has always done things to hurt me!
And ever since I fell in love with Shaochen all those years ago, she's been an indelible presence in my world.
Nangong Zhongli gritted her teeth.
The dishes were served.
