61. Imaginary River

"Your Highness, I wish you well," Xia Feng placed his hand over his chest and performed the noble's greeting ritual.

Mu Qingtong was clinging to his arm, her cool and pretty face always bearing a soft and gentle smile.

Li Siwen glanced at Mu Qingtong, then turned to Xia Feng and chuckled lightly, "You and she are indeed a well-matched pair, at least much better than my good-for-nothing brother."

"You jest, Your Highness," Xia Feng replied calmly and unhurriedly.

"Alright, I'm relieved to see how well you two match. Go on in," Li Siwen stepped aside to clear the pathway, gesturing with a smile.

Xia Feng blinked, well, that was unexpected. Why didn't he play by the book? I thought he would at least take the opportunity to put me down a bit.

It seems we are all genteel people.

A man and a woman walked past Li Siwen leisurely, and as their backs gradually receded, Li Siwen's smile subdued and his gaze remained calm..

"How are the preparations?"