"Princely Heir, you're here?"
Lan Yi had sharp eyes. Spotting the figure in snow-white brocade outside the Moon Gate, she cried out in delight.
The Eldest Princess looked up and smiled. "Never mind that you're late, Yanchuan. Why aren't you coming in?"
Shen Yanchuan raised an eyebrow and stepped inside, his gaze lingering for a moment on the pot of wine beside Princess Qinyang.
Princess Qinyang sized him up and asked curiously, "Brother, you don't seem very happy. Who annoyed you?"
Following behind, Lian Zhou glanced at her, then silently lowered his eyes.
'It really had to be her. Those with better judgment weren't as high-born as she was, and those of higher birth weren't as bold. When it came to the art of offending people, Her Highness the Commandery Princess truly reigned supreme in the Capital City.'
