If the people of Da He knew, they'd be ecstatic to the point of craziness.
This is the Crown Prince they have been longing for!
Sang Jue clenched his fists, suppressing the excitement in his heart.
"You may leave now."
Qi Wuya did not want outsiders to see his abject state, so he waved his hand for people to leave.
"Yes. Your humble servant takes his leave."
Sang Jue bowed and exited the hall.
The hall quieted down.
Sang Yan watched Sang Jue leave, her heart tightening.
She hadn't even said a word to Sang Jue.
He was the person she had wanted to see most for the past several days.
"What are you thinking about now?"
"What do you think I could be thinking about?"
"I wouldn't be asking you if I knew."
His jealousy was significant. Every time he saw her daydreaming, he felt she was thinking of He Ying, and then he wanted to monopolize her attention.
Unaware of his thoughts and wanting to send him away earlier, she said, "Nothing. Just daydreaming."
