"Oh, then please, Miss of the Prime Minister's residence, keep a close eye on your servants."

Dou Shiliu spoke slowly and deliberately, poking Wen Su's palm with his finger, and led him away.

Jia'er nodded quickly, and breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her figure walk away.

After a long while, she let out a sigh.

"Lingyi really likes His Highness the Prince."

Lingyi didn't speak, but Jia'er muttered to herself, "I like Lingyi very much too."

"So don't ask about these things next time. Her Highness the Prince is unpredictable. If she punishes you, it would be such a waste."

Jia'er couldn't quite explain why she liked Lingyi, but she just felt she should treat him better and better.

"Let's go, Lingyi."

Jia'er narrowed her eyes. "You'd have to treat me with the same devotion as His Highness the Prince, or I'd be overjoyed."

One remained silent.

…

"Are you nervous?" Dou Shiliu chuckled as he grabbed Wen Su's hand, which was slightly sweaty.

"Um"

Wen Su readily admitted it.

"Why"

She took a handkerchief and wiped his hand. A drop of water dripped from the tip of one of his long, slender, white fingers. Even just his hand was so beautiful.

"Your Highness, as he said, I also want to know why."

Wen Su blinked and stared straight at her.

Dou Shiliu smiled and put the handkerchief aside, playing with it with interest since he had no fingers.

"There's no reason why, it's just that I fell in love with you at first sight, and my heart was captivated upon seeing you again."

Suddenly, Wen Su felt her face turn slightly red, and a tingling, pleasant sensation spread through her heart.

Love at first sight...

The earnestness in the woman's eyes made Wen Su even more drawn to her gentleness.

This is the person he deserves.