Murong Zhan and Murong Minmin

The aristocratic young man raised his chin proudly. "My name is Murong Zhan! What do you want?"

"Murong Zhan? What is Murong Minmin to you?"

"Hehe! She's my cousin! What, do you want to ask about my cousin? It's not like I can't tell you. With my information, pursuing my cousin will probably be much easier for you, hehe! Tempted? Just teach me swordsmanship, and everything is negotiable!"

Knock!

A knocking sound rang out as Xiao Qing suddenly smacked Murong Zhan on the head. "What are you doing, Murong Zhan? Big Brother only just woke up, and you've been yapping nonstop. It's really annoying!"

Murong Zhan looked at Xiao Qing with an aggrieved expression. "I'm a Little Prince, you know! Show me a little respect, will you?"

Xiao Qing looked disdainful. "Oh, Little Prince! I'm not worthy of associating with you. Fine, I'll just leave, then!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Qing snorted coldly and headed outside. Murong Zhan immediately panicked and hurriedly grabbed her.

"This prince was wrong! Don't go! This prince has never treated a woman like this before. The way I treat you is your good fortune! If you're going to become my consort someday, you can't be so willful!"

Xiao Qing's pretty face instantly flushed red. "Who said I was going to be your consort? What nonsense are you talking about?!"

With that, she stormed out angrily. Murong Zhan's expression immediately darkened, and he hurried after her. "Wait for me! Don't walk so fast, Xiao Qing!"

Li Changfeng smiled faintly. "Those two kids, honestly."

"By the way, Li Changfeng, it seems you owe me quite a few favors." Princess Minmin appeared at the doorway at some point, smiling.

Li Changfeng gave a bitter smile. "Go on, then. What do you want me to do?"