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Seeing Feng Yexuan, Lan Fan felt a faint heaviness in his heart.
He had thought that after Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli had caused such a commotion, with a coquettish maiden caught between them, given Chu Qianli's temperament of "better shatter jade than live as clay," their relationship could never improve.
Whatever engagement they had—it was merely performing a task for the Emperor, and Lan Fan could see through it clearly.
But he hadn't expected that tonight, Chu Qianli would actually pursue alongside Feng Yexuan.
"Prince Yexuan, moving so hastily—is there no need to accompany the beauty in your chambers?"
Lan Fan's gaze lingered over Feng Yexuan and Chu Qianli's faces.
Mentioning the beauty in Feng Yexuan's chambers, Chu Qianli's expression remained utterly unchanged between her brows.
Can she really hold her composure like that?
