Seeing that the young master really had something to do, Xiao Wu quickly drove the carriage to an open space on the side of the road after Bi Qiu left.
He glanced secretly at the young master in the carriage, with a puzzled look in his eyes.
I always feel that the young master is like a different person.
He used to be very quiet, taciturn, and ignorant of the world.
Although he still doesn't talk much now, he seems much brighter, with confidence and indifference in his eyes.
It’s not that Su Qiao didn’t feel his probing gaze, but she was too lazy to pay attention.
Xiao Wu was the servant sent by the Marquis after she returned home, so she didn't trust him too much.
After all, the entire Marquis' Mansion is now controlled by Su Jingya. Who knows if Xiao Wu has also been hypnotized
Su Qiao drank his tea slowly while looking at the street outside the window absentmindedly.
The person who is looking at the scenery does not know that he has already become a painting in the eyes of others.
At the second-floor window of a roadside teahouse, a man sat there quietly like a sculpture.
He was dressed in a dark purple robe, sleeves with black cloud patterns, a white jade belt, and a purple-gold crown, exuding the majesty and dignity of a superior.
With his angular facial features and sharp eyes and eyebrows, even if he sits there with a calm expression, one can smell a sense of danger.
At this moment, he was holding the jade cup in one hand, looking indifferently at a carriage on the street downstairs.
A loud noise interrupted his thoughts.
"Brother, what are you looking at so seriously?"
The Prince of Jin strode in wearing a white brocade robe and holding a jade fan.
He leaned out the window, followed his brother's gaze towards the carriage, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Inside the carriage, I saw a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old, lying there leisurely with one hand supporting his head. He exuded a lazy and casual air.
The boy's facial features are impeccably refined and elegant, yet not feminine. On the contrary, there is a hint of free and easy heroic spirit between his eyebrows.
The most eye-catching thing is that pair of eyes, which are cold and indifferent.
It was like a god lying leisurely in the clouds, looking down at all living beings nonchalantly.
He is like a sage who has seen through the world and nothing catches his eyes.
A simple sky blue robe could not hide his romantic, free and unrestrained temperament.
She is truly a gifted person that makes people unable to take their eyes off her.
"He's so handsome. Who is he? Do you know him, my brother?"
Prince Jin felt itchy and wanted to go down and get to know this little brother.
Long Jingyuan retracted his gaze and glanced at him calmly, "I don't know him."
After saying that, he suddenly felt his throat a little dry and couldn't help but drink up the tea in the cup in one gulp.
Eunuch Quan behind him hurried forward and carefully refilled his cup.
"Why do I feel more and more familiar with it?"
Prince Jin stroked his chin, his eyes seemed to be glued to Su Qiao.
Long Jingyuan couldn't help but glance down again.
The personal servant of the Prince of Jin hesitated for a moment and reminded quietly: "Your Highness, that person looks a bit like the prince of the Su Marquis's mansion."
"Marquis' Mansion?"
Before the King of Jin could react, Long Jingyuan's expression turned cold: "That idiot Su Yuan has a son?"
Knowing that his brother hated the Suhou Mansion, the Prince of Jin looked a little embarrassed.
"Brother Huang, he really does have a son who just came back from outside a few days ago."
"I heard that because he was too weak when he was born, the doctor said that if he wasn't sent to the south where the weather is warm, he wouldn't live past the age of twenty."
He heard about this from Yaer, but had never met her in person.
But I didn't expect that he was such a dashing young man.