"Indeed, only you can make Shiyun so sentimental!" Meng Qing seemed to have already guessed, "But dreaming of you, she should be happy, why is she feeling down?"
"It seems it takes the bell ringer to untie the bell; we're of no help!" Meng Yixuan expressed helplessness, then slyly smiled, "Meng Qing, now you're the Clan Leader, how can you still call him 'Young Master' all the time as if addicted to being a maid?"
"That's my blessing, you can't envy it!" Meng Qing admitted openly, seeming quite honored by it.
"Come on, I'm an Emperor Daughter; would I envy you being someone else's maid?" Meng Yixuan scoffed.
"Do you truly not envy?" Meng Qing rarely teased, as if she could see right through Meng Yixuan's thoughts.
Ever since she returned, the topic they discussed most was about Xiao Chen.
Every time Meng Yixuan came to her, they started with other topics, but somehow always shifted to Xiao Chen.
