In the world, every effect has its cause.
Zhao Qiaoyun recounted the reason, then added, "because I firmly remember Priest Wang's teachings, I truly do not want to miss Young Master Shen. If not for the rules in the palace, Qiaoyun might have already stepped forward."
The rule she spoke of was naturally—her mother was merely a Talented Lady, and according to the principle of respecting the seniors before the juniors, she must not proactively cross the line.
Shen Yue smiled, "I also thank you for solving my problem."
Zhao Qiaoyun pursed her lips and smiled, "The Imperial Princesses are all daughters of the Emperor, Yingluo is even peerlessly beautiful, do you truly not fancy her?" She seemed to ask casually, yet her eyes gleamed with slyness.
Shen Yue slowly said, "I am not from this place, I do not know when I might leave."
Zhao Qiaoyun slightly startled, "How come you..."
Seeing Zhao Qiaoyun hesitated to speak, Shen Yue then said, "What were you going to say?"
