Chu Feiyan felt as though she really had developed a heart condition.
One moment she was filled with hope, the next, desperate as to die, and then, once again, hope flickered anew...
The tears in her eyes continued to swirl, not even drying up, when suddenly, a slight joy seemed to emerge.
Chu Minghao also knew that Feng Yexuan's words surely had another meaning.
But, Prince Yexuan seemed as cold as ice, seemingly playing with them like they were fish on a line compared to her and her brother's anxiousness.
Tragically, they still had to proactively approach and let themselves be toyed with.
At that time, Feng Yexuan's expression was cold and indifferent, as if talking about playing or not had no meaning to him at all.
He still moved at his own pace, only unconsciously, everyone followed his rhythm, treading carefully as if on thin ice.
"I will personally visit Nanming to see Prince Yue." Finally, he said so.