บท 200: Chapter 197: There Shouldn't Be Golden Scales in the Pond_1

However, in Lin Bozhong's heart, it was as if he had slapped himself across the face, his expression showing a desire to cry without tears: Young Master Fang, what kind of trouble have you caused? Aren't you afraid that Madame Xuan will truly be pregnant and harm the princess...

As the restaurant owner opened up another large table, the five butlers also took their seats at the dining table and began to eat with some embarrassment. After all, no one had ever eaten at the same table with Her Highness the Princess, not even when she was a child.

With this matter, only Lin Bozhong had no qualms about eating, joking. How could he possibly feel embarrassed? He was the old man who had often followed Young Master Fang and Madame Xuan for meals. Could he really be like these folks who hadn't seen much of the world?