Ji Mingzhu ultimately decided to collect a few ancient books to send to Yuan Changan.
He would be staying in the capital for at least half a year, giving her ample time to complete this task.
Xie Yunzhen didn't want his wife to interact with Yuan Changan and decided to take over the task himself.
Upon returning to the East Courtyard, he said, "The Crown Prince is not short of ancient books; I will assist him, and once it's settled, he'll give me a few, which I can then directly gift to Yuan Changan."
Ji Mingzhu poked his face.
Her face serious, as though she was investigating something.
"What is it?" The man's mouth curved upwards wildly.
Embracing Ji Mingzhu's waist, he bumped into her.
He displayed an attitude of ready-to-be-picked, "I'm ready."
Even having seen through his malevolent nature, at this moment, Ji Mingzhu couldn't help but feel her cheeks flush.
"I really wonder how your face grew, so thick-skinned?"
