Chu Feiyan's palms were sweaty with nervousness.
Her heart thumped wildly, as if it would burst from her chest.
For a girl to initiate a marriage proposal, although it wasn't she who had spoken, being in front of Prince Yexuan made the speaker irrelevant.
The important thing was, she had truly gone all out; now it all rested on a word from Prince Yexuan.
If... if Brother Yexuan were to reject her to her face...
Why had Brother Yexuan been silent for so long? Could it be that he really intended to refuse?
Chu Feiyan was so anxious that she nearly fainted, yet Feng Yexuan merely sipped his tea with a somewhat arrogant demeanor.
Had it been anyone else—not just Chu Feiyan but even Chu Minghao—would have walked away by now.
But he was not just anyone; he was Prince Yexuan, the most influential figure throughout Beiming Country.
Chu Feiyan had no choice but to wait, even if it killed her.
Chu Minghao also had enough patience and was waiting.