Seeing her appear, Fu Biqiong revealed a smile.
A smile filled with doting, delight, and hope.
Pointing at Chu Zhiyuan with a smile, she said, "Xiao Zheng, this is the Ninth Prince and Miss Li."
She then said, "Your Highness, this is my apprentice, Fu Zheng."
Fu Zheng cupped her fist and charmingly said, "Greetings to Your Highness, greetings to Miss Li."
Her lively eyes gazed at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan assessed her in turn, "What is Miss Fu looking at?"
With skin like congealed fat, apricot eyes, and peach-like cheeks, she was a rare beauty.
More importantly, her apricot eyes were brimming with spirit and intelligence as she glanced around.
"I have long heard of the Ninth Prince's great name, and today I finally see your true appearance."
"My notorious reputation, you mean?"
Fu Zheng said, "Everyone thinks the Ninth Prince is wise and mighty, truly remarkable."
