Bai Yang and Jiang Haoran were discussing "that matter" at a critical point when, outside the pavilion, Jiang Lin arrived, dressed in white with white hair.
She gave off a frigid aura, so cold that no one dared look directly at her. The palace maids and eunuchs, who knew her temperament well, lowered their heads and stayed silent as she passed.
When she reached the pavilion, Jiang Lin looked up at its highest floor and slowly closed her eyes. A flash of resolve crossed her face. Then she opened her eyes, her expression calm once more, and strode toward the pavilion.
"Princess, please stop. His Majesty and Young Master Bai are discussing something," Ye Tiannan said, holding out an arm to block the entrance.
Ye Tiannan knew that Jiang Haoran and Bai Yang were discussing Jiang Lin marrying Bai Yang. He could even be said to have started the whole matter himself, so now that he was stopping Jiang Lin, he didn't dare look her in the eye.
Jiang Lin, cold as frost, showed no emotion. Staring expressionlessly at the door ahead, she said, "Uncle Ye, one person inside is my father, and the other is my... future husband. You're going to stop me?"
"This..." Ye Tiannan didn't know how to answer, but he didn't lower his arm.
Jiang Lin didn't seem to like talking much, but she knew she had to say something now. "My father and the others are discussing nothing more than how I'm to marry Young Master Bai. Do I not have the right to listen?"
"Princess, please don't make things difficult for this humble official," Ye Tiannan said helplessly.
No one outside knew how the discussion inside was going. He was well aware of Bai Yang's threat; if someone interrupted them now and the talks