"If I could just..."
Her words had not yet finished when Ji Qingyu's voice came from not far away, "Ah Yan!"
Leng Yu Yan followed the direction of the voice and saw Ji Qingyu approaching with a gentle smile on his face.
"Qingyu, have you come here for a reason?" Leng Yu Yan rose from the bench.
Ji Qingyu glanced briefly at Ye Yiheng, his eyes covered by white silk, and beckoned Leng Yu Yan with a gesture, "Ah Yan, come here, I have something to tell you."
Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, glanced sideways at the silent Ye Yiheng, and noticed that his face was calm and ripple-free, which must mean he wasn't angry.
Moreover, the Eastern Palace was his territory, and he should feel most at ease.
With this thought, she walked over to Ji Qingyu.