"Oh, all right."
Rong Huan pouted slightly, somewhat displeased, but still followed the instructions.
Huo Cheng trailed behind her, and as they stepped forward together, their elongated shadows cast by the sun intertwined on the ground, mysteriously harmonious.
"It's terrible, it's terrible, something's wrong with the Princess!"
The maid Xingguo rushed in from outside the hall, her face extremely panicked. After entering the hall and spotting Rong Huan, she ran over and knelt before her with a thump.
Rong Huan put down her brush, poured a cup of water and pushed it toward her: "What has happened to make you so rushed?"
Xingguo picked up the cup and gulped down the water, then coarsely wiped her mouth with her sleeve and spilled out what she had just heard: "The neighboring country wants to propose marriage to our Princess, and the Crown Prince of that country has seen your portrait and fallen in love at first sight, wanting to marry you as his Crown Princess Consort."
"Ah?"
