Lin, biting her lip tightly, looked at the uncomfortable back of the young general dressed in women's clothing, and then had to turn to face the guests as his hoarse voice sounded.
"What are you watching?"
"Well... nothing."
Lin San San hurriedly answered. The prince looked at it and knew what she was thinking. Just now, he saw her staring at her sister-in-law.
"You must be very close to your sister-in-law."
He only pretended to speak, and Lin San San raised his head and showed his decent face.
"Yes, it's rusty."
"Is that so... but your sister-in-law seems to be in a bad mood today."
Well, Lin San San himself knows it. She smiled and said impatiently, in a slight voice.
"She may not be feeling well, and whenever she is not feeling well, she will have mood swings."
Knowing that Zh
