The vendor was just about to answer when a sound of hoofbeats interrupted him. Looking up, he saw a luxurious carriage stopping in front of the stall. A slender, fair hand lifted the embroidered curtain, revealing a bright and captivating face behind it—
"He Xin."
Upon hearing this voice, the handsome young man's hand paused, placing the wooden comb back down instinctively.
Then, he slowly turned around.
Inside the carriage sat a young lady of evident noble birth, with an air of grace and elegance, seemingly looking for him. Upon seeing him, she sighed with relief and said, "What are you doing here?"
The handsome young man smiled slightly, "I'm here for a stroll."
"A stroll?"
