Chu Yifeng hesitated in steps, Xiao Qingyu took a deep breath, suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, and knelt on one knee, "Commoner Xiao Qingyu, greets Your Highness."
"Oh."
Chu Yifeng raised an eyebrow, looking at Xiao Qingyu's face, he indeed had an impression. He remembered this man was someone whom Chu Yihan had brought from Yangzhou City.
But inexplicably, he disliked this man!
When he disliked somebody, he enjoyed playing dirty tricks, thus he did not ask Xiao Qingyu to stand up, so even with severe injuries, Xiao Qingyu could only kneel.
Xiao Qingyu, however, did not mind these formalities and kneeling, he asked, "I wonder, Your Highness, have you been well these past days?"
Had he given Rong Sheng a hard time again?
Chu Yifeng sneered, "What? Now even the Xiao family presumes to impose on Your Highness?"
