Leng Yu Yan found herself in a dilemma, "Song Guo, please get up first."
Song Guo took a step on his knees closer to her, "If the Commandery Princess does not agree, I shall not rise."
Leng Yu Yan's brows furrowed slightly as she turned to Ye Yiheng, "Your Highness, please help me say a few words."
"Isn't this the same issue I spoke of last night?"
Ye Yiheng looked down, his voice clear and elegant, and his tone slow.
Being master and servant, they were in accord, and Leng Yu Yan thought of Miao Zhu, worried about her current situation.
Seeing her silence, Ye Yiheng cast a glance, and Song Guo obediently stood up.
After a while, Leng Yu Yan said, "I want to go to the nearby market to purchase materials for a human skin mask, so our journey might be safer and easier."
Song Guo exclaimed, "Commandery Princess, you must not!"
"Why not?"
