The Crown Prince suppressed his anger, enunciating each word: "Meng. Anli."
Meng Anli looked up at him, her eyes brimming with delight.
The Crown Prince rebuked her, "Look at the sort of friends you've made."
"Crown Prince," Meng Anli looked at him sorrowfully.
"I already said it wasn't intentional. Lord Meng said it was nothing too."
Guang Ling irritably kicked out, sending the threshold flying. "What do you mean by scolding Meng Anli?"
"Guang Ling, you should be more careful." Meng Anli looked at him disapprovingly.
The Crown Prince's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and he looked smugly at Guang Ling. "See? She's willing."
Guang Ling gritted his teeth and stared at Meng Anli.
The next moment, though, Meng Anli asked, "Do your hands and feet hurt?"
Guang Ling paused slightly, then instantly softened like spring wind melting rain. His smile shone brighter than the June sun. "I'm thick-skinned and tough-boned. It doesn't hurt."
With an arm around Mo Ziqian's shoulders, he strode over on long legs and crushed the threshold beneath his foot, splitting it in two.
"Meng Anli?" The Crown Prince's expression changed.
Meng Anli looked at him stubbornly. "Crown Prince, are you certain you want to keep her?"
The Crown Prince let out another breath of relief. So she was merely throwing a childish tantrum.
He said, "Try to be more sensible."
Meng Anli stomped her foot in fury, tears spraying from her eyes as she turned and ran outside.
When she reached the main threshold, she "accidentally" tripped and nearly fell.
Mo Ziqian flew over and caught her.
Guang Ling kicked the threshold. "What worthless piece of junk."
The threshold flew out and crashed heavily onto the street, drawing everyone's attention.
Mo Ziqian helped Anli up. "Be careful."
"Thank you." Remembering her master's words, Meng Anli took