Looking at the Red Flowers, Wet with Rain at Dawn, Really Reading for a Night (3)

But now was really not the time.

He read extremely quickly. In ten minutes, he had flipped to the end of the book.

Moreover, he did not read nonchalantly, casually, indifferently. From time to time, he would recite a few words softly and even comment in a low voice.

Hearing his comments, Princess Yunjin's eyes lit up. She hurriedly leaned over and looked at the sentence. As she took out her brush and ink, she quickly recorded these words.

When he finished one, he switched to another.

At this moment, he could not even be bothered with the number one beauty in Jinchuan.

Princess Yunjin was not angry. She noted down Han Muye's comments as she tidied up the book.

A moment later, Han Muye finished reading the book on the table. Princess Yunjin put away the book and handed over another stack.

This was probably what it meant to read books.

"Young Master, what does the deep clouds you mentioned mean?