Outside the gate of the Yanyue aristocratic family, on a carriage that looked unremarkable but was actually a rare treasure, beside Jiang Tai Fu, there sat a young man in plain clothes.
The young man's complexion was clear and handsome, with a temperament as soothing as a spring, making people feel very comfortable and pleased.
Sitting there, he was like a straight and elegant bamboo.
He was filled with the air of books and a dignified nobility.
"Your Highness, Crown Prince, going to the Luo Family personally this time is really not necessary; that Luo Qingtong should currently not be in the Luo Family's residence," said Jiang Tai Fu to the young man beside him.
"It's fine. I'm just taking this opportunity to take a stroll and clear my mind," said the young man with a mild wave of his hand, his voice indescribably clear and graceful.
"I did not think of meeting her in person, but I am truly curious about that Luo Qingtong."
