Pei Zhi let out a breath and said with a mysterious smile, "Wear it at home."
Without giving her a chance to ask further, he held her hand and walked from the castle into the path filled with flowers.
In the dense forest, a faint sound came from a brown courtyard surrounded by flowers.
The wooden window was pushed open by a snow-white hand. The princess, who was leaning against the window sill, looked in the direction the sun was shining.
Lin Jiao was amazed by her beauty.
She waited for the tourists in front to finish taking photos with the princess before taking out her phone from her bag. "Uncle, stand on her left."
"I don't wanna take a photo."
"Just one." She tugged at his sleeve and walked towards the window. "You've never taken a photo with a princess."
Pei Zhi could only listen to her.
He looked at the camera expressionlessly and smiled faintly at her signal.