C98 You Can't Give Me What I Want

The young woman took the letter with her fair hand, a barely noticeable smile playing on her lips, her voice as clear as a mountain spring. "If I remember correctly, this is the second letter from the third prince, isn't it?"

Xi'er nodded, answering Zhuohua's question, "Yes, miss."

Zhuohua's lips curled into a subtle smile as she placed the letter back in Xi'er's hands. "Translate it for me