Seeing that he didn't continue to respond, she spoke again.
"Master Prince, you are in such high spirits!"
Nan Yunze's eyebrows furrowed again, the impatience in his heart seemed to have reached its limit.
"County Princess is also in high spirits!"
"Hunting right in front of your fiancé!"
With this comment,
Yilan's face turned as red as a burning iron.
The last shred of her inner defense was finally breached, her hands relaxed, and the bow and arrow fell down. Her legs felt weak.
But fortunately, she could still stand.
"You..."
She stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"You... you..."
Nan Yunze sneered.
"What's wrong with me?"
"County Princess Yilan!"
"You, a dignified daughter of a Royal Clan, behave like a common-born?"
"Could you not wait?"
Although he didn't dislike her personality, he found her behavior impossible to agree with.
She lacked any qualities of a noble lady, and yet was eager to see her fiancé.
