Baili Zhengrong's hand stiffened for a moment, then quickly retreated to his side.
As long as his sister was still willing to rest her hand on his arm, it indicated that she held him dear in her heart.
Soon, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
The siblings strolled leisurely, sometimes discussing state affairs, other times talking about personal matters, with laughter occasionally breaking out.
Ye Yiheng stepped out of the study in the small building and gazed at the siblings by the lakeside from a distance. Watching them laugh, his expression suddenly turned cold.
Watching them circle the lake repeatedly, Ye Yiheng remained standing still.
Mo Chen asked, "Your Highness, aren't you going over there?"
"No."
Ye Yiheng initially wanted to stand there a bit longer, but at that moment, he decided against it and turned back to the study in the small building.
