Jiang Chengyi pursed his lips and sat back down, saying in a lazy drawl, "What is it? After all these years, have you finally come to your senses? Decided this heartless man of yours isn't reliable and you're ready to kick him to the curb for someone new? Come to think of it, back in the day, that fellow Prince Cheng seemed to have... certain feelings for you..."
The words were barely out of his mouth when icy daggers shot toward him from across the table.
Even Jiang Chengyi, who considered himself accustomed to the man's formidable presence, couldn't help but shrink back this time.
'Tsk. Nowadays, Shen Qing is completely off-limits when it comes to Yu Jiuqing. Can't even joke about it anymore.'
Shen Qing shot him an irritated glare. "Be serious. I need to talk about something important. Have either of you heard of the Immortal Medicine?"
Jiang Chengyi froze, instinctively exchanging a glance with Yu Jiuqing. They both shook their heads.
