What amused Luo Yan the most was that this fellow was secretly in love, and up until now, the Queen of the Lying King had no idea that someone was silently adoring her from afar.
"Does the white lotus from the Li Family know if she has been hung up by His Highness at the city gate or not?" Luo Yan, who preferred the color red, had changed into a matching white outfit in conjunction with his surroundings.
"Are you free?" Si Jinhan glanced at him irritably.
"Yeah, pretty free. With this damn weather, what else is there to do?" Luo Yan answered with a shrug, "The snow has been falling for several days, the accumulation on the mountain is so thick, and with the Queen's delicate frame, I wonder if she's frozen to death."
As he spoke, he was sneakily observing Si Jinhan's reactions from the corner of his eye.
Upon hearing this, a flash of worry emerged on Si Jinhan's face, but then he laid down nonchalantly on the spread fur.