Realizing that Song Guo was still present, Ye Yiheng's low voice ordered, "Song Guo, get out!"
Song Guo replied in acknowledgment and left the room, closing the door behind her with eyes lowered and subdued.
With the closing of the door, the cool autumn wind slipped in, lifting the eye veil held together by Leng Yu Yan and Ye Yiheng.
The plain white eye veil fluttered between their fingertips.
It swept down gently, as if it wished to listen to the desires of its owners' hearts.
Leng Yu Yan's grip on the eye veil tightened, "Your Highness, have you regretted it and no longer wish to cooperate with me?"
"Yes!"
Ye Yiheng released the veil. Since she had already discovered his blindness, what use was there for an eye veil?
Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan's arms fell, wrapping the white eye veil around her index finger thoughtfully and then pondering a moment for a targeted solution based on what he had just said.
