Feng Xun's tone... a blend of lament, plea, and was that a hint of coquetry?!
With his heartbreakingly handsome face that made men jealous and women's hearts race, no wonder the impact was evident. Ye Lingyue was momentarily dazed, struggling to keep her guard up as she inwardly cursed.
Demon.
"Alright, this business of Princes and whatnot, it sounds so awkward. You can just call me Feng Xun, and you don't have to call me Miss Ye either; Ling Yue will do just fine." Ye Lingyue was truly unreserved with her words, startling Lan Cai'er and others beside her.
Especially An Minxia, who gritted her teeth tightly, her eyes staring at Ye Lingyue like a venomous snake.
This shameless bumpkin, who knew how she managed to get involved with Prince Feng, and now she even dares to familiarly address him by his name.
"Ling Yue, these silver notes are my way of thanking you for saving my life. Please don't reject them," Feng Xun said from the adjoining room, having listened for a while.
