Heartache

On the second day, Chu Jiuning and his group boarded the splendid carriage of Princess Linglong, heading towards the Flower City of the Flower Clan.

Jian Tong eagerly surveyed the interior of the carriage, exclaiming, “Princess Linglong, your carriage is beautiful both inside and out. From the outside, it appears to accommodate only two or three people, but once inside, it is surprisingly spacious.”

Princess Linglong smiled lightly and said, “Lord, please come and have some tea.”

He nodded with a smile, fearlessly squeezing himself between Chu Jiuning and Yue An.

He picked up the teacup in front of him and sniffed, “Wow, the fragrance is truly delightful to the senses.”

Yue An cast a cold glance at Jian Tong, who had forcefully occupied the space between him and Chu Jiuning, a mocking smile playing on his lips, anticipating the spectacle.

“Oops! Ah, it’s scalding!” Jian Tong spat out the tea he had just sipped, his mouth burning in agony.