"Qingyu..." She had just called out once, when Leng Yu Yan remembered someone else's reaction and hurriedly corrected herself, "Prince Qing, what a coincidence. His Highness and I were indeed taking a walk."
Since she had reached a cooperation with someone, the rules still needed to be followed.
Though it was just a matter of address, it was better to go along with his wishes in his presence.
A madman's hair, once it flared up, could be very irritating.
Ye Yiheng's lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his lips lifted ever so slightly, almost imperceptible.
Ji Qingyu's heart suddenly sank. Why had she addressed him as Prince Qing?
Such a formal and distant manner was undoubtedly forced by the blind man!
Though pain surfaced in his heart, his face still wore a warm smile.
"Ah Yan, it's getting late. Let me take you back to the Prince Mansion. The Crown Prince's vision is impaired, which is very inconvenient."