Cold sweat ran down Qin Guilu's forehead.
Even he was intimidated when the crown prince was silent, and he felt as if an incorporeal hand had tightly squeezed his heart.
"Family Head Qin is the birthday celebrant today, so there's no need for so many formalities."
Mo Lian only said this in a low voice after quite a while, waving his hand to forego the formalities.
Qin Guilu felt as if he had received amnesty, and he hurriedly straightened his body while putting on a wide smile. "The crown prince has honored this humble one with your presence, bringing light to my humble dwelling. Please pardon this humble one, Your Highness, for any negligence."
"Family Head Qin, you don't need to go through the conventional greetings. We came today…"
"Ha ha, the crown prince has come." An insipid and drawn-out voice abruptly cut off Mo Lian's words.
