However, Jun Linyuan, the ethereal beauty, was holding an ugly yellow duck in his hands and thinking about throwing it away.
It had to be the ugliest needlework he had seen in his life — so ugly that it was an insult to his taste. Who would want to keep such a thing around?
However, just as he was about to loosen his grip, he gripped it in his hand again.
"Well, it's still a usable pouch, and I have some silver in it. It'll be such a waste to throw it away."
The crown prince slowly tied the yellow duck pouch onto his belt again.
Feng might be guarding the entrance outside, but the door was open, so he could see everything the crown prince was doing.
Feng shook his head and smiled in resignation.
For a cultivator, falling in love could be the greatest trial they had to go through. By the looks of it, the crown prince himself didn't know that he was in love with the girl.
