The afternoon.
Beiyuan Village, tea house.
At a tea table in the corner of the tea house, Lin Yue poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the man dressed as a hunter sitting opposite, smiling, "Just some simple tea, Brother Jing, please don't mind."
The man with the surname Jing hurriedly accepted the teacup with both hands, slightly humble, and said, "Brother Li is willing to invite Jing to tea, how could Jing possibly refuse?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance again at the table not far away, where a beautiful lady with a graceful demeanor was sipping tea elegantly.
The man with the surname Jing cautiously probed, "I wonder if Brother Li and Her Highness the Seventh Princess are…"
"Good friends."
Lin Yue smiled calmly.
The Seventh Princess glanced at him from a distance but said nothing.
