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An Eight-year-old Princess novel Chapter 215

Scared by his thoughts, Prince Jing swallowed the following words. He fell silent as he pondered on the matter. Why would he say that? Had he started to feel for Yun Shang?

Yun Shang had different thoughts. She frowned when she heard Prince Jing's request. Then she racked her brains about alternatives. What should she call Prince Jing, if not uncle?

Husband? Dear?

When she thought of the word husband, Yun Shang shuddered. In her previous life, she used to call Mo Jingran husband to show her love and feelings for him. Back then, she thought she had married someone for love, and was eager to express her feelings as much as possible.

But she didn't have such feelings for Prince Jing... Perhaps she would never have those feelings for anyone...

Yun Shang shook her head. There was no point in thinking about her previous life now. She needed to focus on Prince Jing's request! If not uncle, what should she call him? Qingyan, perhaps?

Yun Shang shuddered again. Since the Prince was merely an adopted son of the late Emperor, it was acceptable for them to marry. However, nothing would change the fact that he was almost twice her age. Calling him by his name would be weird. She felt unfilial at the thought, as if she were showing no respect to her elders.

Yun Shang continued to struggle with the problem, whereas the Prince was equally uneasy. He coughed to disguise his discomfort before he said, "I have to return to the study to settle something."

Yun Shang didn't pay much attention. Immersed in her own thoughts, she nodded to him.

She finally came up with an idea. She remembered hearing Lady Shun Qing call her husband, My Lord. The more Yun Shang thought about it, the more the title made sense to her. Addressing Prince Jing as My Lord in public would be acceptable as it would convey respect. Unlike the term husband and all her associated memories, My Lord was neither too aloof nor too affectionate. She wouldn't shudder every time she addressed the Prince. Delighted, Yun Shang raised her head. She couldn't wait to tell Prince Jing. To her surprise, the Prince had left the room. The Princess frowned as she noticed that the bed was empty. Yun Shang was surprised that she had been so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed that the Prince had taken his leave. When had he left?

Since the Prince not in the room, Yun Shang decided to let go of the matter. She sent for Ning Qian as she intended to utilize this opportunity to speak with her guards.

Not long after, Ning Qian appeared in Yun Shang's room. When she saw Yun Shang, the beautiful Ning Qian flashed a smile and derided, "I feared I would never see you again, Your Highness. The Prince's Mansion is well-guarded. And if I hadn't received letters from Qian Yin from time to time, I would have thought that you were in trouble. To rescue you, I would have broken into the mansion. But now, I feel relieved. I see you are well, Your Highness. The Prince has been treating you favorably. But..." Ning Qian giggled as she looked at Yun Shang, "It seems you are over-protected, Your Highness."

Hearing her words, Yun Shang flushed. She glared at Ning Qian and dismissed her observation, "That's total nonsense!" Yun Shang quickly changed the topic, "The Prince's guards are monitoring our meeting. If it lasted longer than half an hour, the guards would have to ask you to leave. We don't have time for teasing. Tell me about all the major recent events. Leave the details and the minor events for our later meetings. You can visit me everyday for half an hour."

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