Princess Qingyang had a strange expression.
Lively?
'Her brother would care about something like this?'
Even a fool could see who he was here for!
Princess Qingyang figured that if she hadn't been in a bad mood from her recent troubles, she probably wouldn't have been dragged along, and she certainly wouldn't be witnessing this scene.
Now she was sure of it. She was definitely the third wheel.
"...Alright, then."
Princess Qingyang's lips moved, but she swallowed the words that had risen in her throat.
Ye Chutang, on the other hand, was reminded of something else and was also a little surprised to see Shen Yanchuan here.
"It's rare to see the Princely Heir so at leisure."
He had no shortage of troubles piling up on his shoulders recently. Qingzhou, Long City—both held uninvestigated dangers.
And yet he could still make time to come here.
Shen Yanchuan naturally understood her implication. A smile touched his thin lips. "I can still find this much free time."
