"Prince Yu, I have some other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now." Xiliu Yuan stood up.
"Take care, Your Highness." Prince Yu rose.
Xiliu Yuan departed.
Helian Chen stared at the scene below, his face still a mask of disbelief. "She's only six years old. It has to be a coincidence. It must be."
"Chenchen, look at the Crown Prince of Xi Yan. So mature and composed. And then look at yourself."
"The Crown Prince of Xi Yan is hailed by all as a prodigy. I doubt anyone in the four nations can compare to him," Helian Chen said nonchalantly.
"You... *Sigh*. Before we came, your father, the Emperor, specifically instructed us to build a good relationship with Xi Yan. We finally had a rare chance to meet him, and he left before we could even exchange more than a few words," Prince Yu lamented.
