The crown prince regained his composure and took a deep breath. He stared at Li Qiye and asked: “Brother Li, do you really wish to marry my younger sister?”

“Marry? No, I only want to give her a chance to be a maid specialized in washing my feet.” Li Qiye shook his head.

“What?!” Yang Ling blurted out before covering her mouth. She calmed down and said: “Fe-feet washing maid? Young Master, I, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She was truly startled because the second princess was pampered by the royal clan. Thus, Li Qiye’s idea was nothing short of ludicrous.

No one would dare to think about this matter. It was suicidal. The princess...