If he was willing, he could pretend that nothing had happened and greet the other side with a smile. However, he could not cross this threshold, especially when he saw Libai approaching the Reborn's Pavilion.
Whenever Feng Moqing saw the innocent woman with curved brows, she would think of how she would say to the other shore about what she wanted to do in the future. She would think of the heartlessness, coldness, and her selfishness. These were all facts that he did not wish to face.
"Second Prince, is the Pavilion Leader here? I want to pick a birthday gift for Zimu." Just as he was feeling guilty, his chubby and round face had come up to Feng Moqing, scaring her so much that she fell backwards. Fortunately, Jiang Qing was quick enough to hold him up.
Feng Moqing patted her chest in
