An hour passed. Shen Yanxiao continued to enjoy herself while Sal remained kneeling.
Ye Dou had been standing by Shen Yanxiao's side. He looked at Sal kneeling on the ground with a strange expression.
"Your Highness, are you not going to let General Sal get up first?" Ye Dou whispered.
Eh? The real prince had such a sense of justice? Shen Yanxiao looked at Mingye with interest. It seemed that although this Mingye was a little stupid, he was not hopeless. If she really let him get in touch with Sal, it might be a little unpleasant at first, but if this continued, she believed that his imperial education would still make him reliable.
Unfortunately…
The current prince was Shen Yanxiao, this impostor!
"General Sal? Who is that?" Shen Yanxiao deliberately raised her voice so that Sal and the group of undeads on the coast could hear her.
Ye Dou froze for a moment and pointed to Sal kneeling on the ground in embarrassment.
"General Sal…"
