Mingzhu sat next to Ah Zhen.
To make her more comfortable, Ah Zhen had the palace maid bring extra cushions.
"If kneeling is uncomfortable, just stack two cushions and use them as a small stool."
Mingzhu envisioned the scene.
She asked softly, "Are you really not setting me up?"
Ladies from other households carry themselves with grace, and she's the only one sitting improperly. Won't she be ridiculed later?
Ah Zhen snorted, "Who dares to laugh at you, I'll cut off their tongue!"
"Shut up, will you."
Mingzhu felt so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into!
Ah Zhen's brows relaxed, his eyes smiling, as he held Mingzhu's delicate hand under the table.
Originally just to comfort her, he was reluctant to let go once he held her hand.
Mingzhu gently reminded him, "Mind your demeanor."
Ah Zhen moved her hand between them, "No one can see."
Mingzhu glanced at Princess An He opposite her, and Yun Ling who was making faces at her.
