Xueyue quickly pulled away from Zhao Yi's embrace, her face flushing crimson. Fearing that Ruonan and the others might see her looking like this and tease her, she hurried behind Zhao Yi to tidy up her appearance.
"Greetings, Young Master. Greetings, Princess." Zhou Ruonan and the other three girls bowed to Zhao Yi with reverent gazes.
"No need for such formal courtesies. You've all worked hard lately."
Chapter 115