"How many days has it been now? That new little brat is still clinging to Your Highness and won't let go."
Casually snatching a piece of pastry from the tray Qingyu was holding, Cangming clicked his tongue in wonder.
He slanted a glance at Qingyu's rather unpleasant expression, shoved the food into his mouth, and blinked rapidly. "What's wrong? Has Lord Qingyu finally fallen out of favor? How are you feeling right now? Do you regret being so strict with little Your Highness on ordinary days? I told you—Mmph, mmph!"
Chapter 389