A few people were stunned for a moment and then laughed. This man leaned against the pillar like a sleeping lion uninterested in most things and difficult to anger, making it unexpected for him to crack such a joke.
Information about the Sixth Princess has always been rare, and there's even less rumor about her marriage. For a moment, Lin Yuxian felt much more amiable, patting him on the shoulder with a smile, "You don't know whether she is beautiful or ugly, nor her likes and dislikes, yet you speak so brazenly. That's quite unwise—let me tell you, an Imperial Princess Consort is not necessarily a fortunate post."
Yong Ji chuckled, "Maybe."
After speaking, he put the hat over his face again and closed his eyes, truly taking a nap this time. Even a simple exchange was enough to dispel the vigilance they had against him, allowing him to lie there while they went back to the pavilion to continue chatting.
