"Are you not coming?"
Ye Yiheng raised his eyebrows and slightly tilted his head, waiting for her.
It was then that Leng Yu Yan moved her steps. "Your Highness, since today is about proposing, if my family disagrees, Your Highness must not lose your temper."
"Is my temper not good?"
"About Your Highness's temper, I dare not presume."
Ye Yiheng gave a faint smile. "It would be better if the Commandery Princess supports me as Song Guo prepares the gifts."
Song Guo grinned and left, heading straight for the storeroom. Since His Highness was going to propose, naturally, the more gifts, the better.
By the time Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan reached the horse carriage, Song Guo led a group of eunuchs to fill the horse carriage that Leng Yu Yan had arrived in to the brim.
A carriage of pomelos arrived, a carriage of gifts returned.
Why couldn't she be happy about it, though?
What if her grandfather knew that it was she who had actively requested to marry someone? Would he be furious?
