Yan Wanqing gracefully approached from behind, her arm naturally looping through the Crown Prince's. The handsome man and the beautiful woman stood together, indeed a pleasing sight to behold.
Seeing this, Huai Xinmei silently clenched the palm of her hand.
"Your Highness, Crown Prince, may peace be with you," she stepped forward undeterred, presenting herself before the crowd, eyes full of charm, radiant as peach blossoms.
Xiao Pingfeng subconsciously tightened his grip on Yan Wanqing's tender wrist and even gave it a few shakes.
This won't do, the smell of makeup is too overwhelming, he felt a sneeze coming on.
Yan Wanqing turned her hand to hold his, giving it a squeeze.
Hold it in!
Taking half a step back inconspicuously, Xiao Pingfeng waited until his breaths were filled with Yan Wanqing's scent before he finally began to breathe freely.
