"Your Highness!" The comer was a fat old man. Because of obesity, he shook while he was walking. On hearing the noise here, he turned his head and saw the Third Prince. Then he immediately hurried to come to salute Third Prince. The Third Prince was the favorite son of His Majesty, how could Marquis of Ping'an not immediately come to flatter him?
"Marquis of Ping'an!" The Third Prince waved his one hand and his gaze fell on Ning Xueyan who was not recover from the fright and leaning on her maids. When he held her hands just now, he felt that her hands were thin and soft, as if something was attracting him so that he could hardly let go of her hands.
"Third Prince, thank you for saving me!" Ning Xueyan seemed to recover from the fright. She pushed aside Qingyu, respectfully walked to th
