Shao Zhengru felt a gaze filled with killing intent, and couldn't help but shrink back in fear.
"Doctor Shao, you may not know, but my younger brother Pei Huaian becomes anxious like an ant on a hot pan whenever he can't see you for even a moment," Pei Siyang said jokingly as he stepped forward.
"Yes, he was in such a hurry on our way here, so fast that he wished he had wings to fly straight to your side," Pei Haolan chimed in.
Shao He's face reddened, and she lowered her head, saying nothing.
Pei Huaian withdrew his gaze and looked back at Pei Siyang and Pei Haolan.
"Big brother, third brother, stop teasing me. The royal banquet is about to start, let's go inside," he said.
The two exchanged glances and walked into the banquet hall with a grin.
Watching their departing figures, Shao Zhengru breathed a sigh of relief, yet felt a deep sense of unwillingness.
In the side palace, everything was magnificent and splendid.
