Gu Er was walking on his own, but the face of Tang Ping following behind him was pale, while Aunt Yan was different. She was being held up by two guards, her mouth stuffed, struggling desperately but unable to move at all, as the guards almost dragged her along.
Gu Yifeng glanced briefly towards the small garden, then strode off towards Shi'an Garden.
The group followed him without pausing, and Tingxue Hall fell quiet once more.
Lin Qining stood there shocked, "Is that the Marquis?"
Towering and upright, exuding a commanding presence without anger, those deep eyes cast a casual glance that would leave an indelible impression for a lifetime.
So this is what Dingyuan Marquis looks like, someone as aloof as jade, as if detached from the worldly affairs, harboring desires for nothing.
Shanmoi glanced at Lin Qining's infatuated expression, exchanged a glance with Hailan, and they both giggled secretly.
