"Your Highness, this way, please."
The guard at the side beckoned.
Xuanyuan Qing realized he had stopped in his tracks without knowing when.
He had been standing there, watching every move of that woman.
Now, having heard the guard, he came back to his senses.
He nodded his head, no longer looking in the direction of the woman, and followed the guiding guard forward.
The only woman who could be so carefree in the Prince's Mansion was surely none other than Su Yan.
Su Yan was biting on Mu Dan petals.
Then she lowered her head, gazing at the damp earth beneath her.
There, a slender little snake lay coiled.
Its red and black patterns were the size of a thumb.
The scarlet forked tongue of the snake flicked in and out.
This little snake was naturally Little Red, who had been confined in a space for a long while.
Following that, one could hear Su Yan's words.
"So-so."
