C82 Sanskrit's purpose

In the pavilion in the backyard, Li Danfeng sat on the stone bench as his face flushed red. The dizziness had not yet subsided.

When Sen Ya said those words just now, she really felt as if her heart had been stabbed.

"Princess, I heard that Concubine Jin wanted to keep that princess here for her meal." Li Danfeng's personal maid, Xiao Yu said.

Li Danfeng's expression immediately changed