Xie Han was dropped off at his mansion in an inconspicuous carriage; except for the dragon totem marked faintly into the sides, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
Cecilia had already returned, and when she saw her brother, she couldn't help but rush over with flushed cheeks, "Brother, did you see the third prince?"
"He looks so gentle and literary better than the number one scholars. No other man in the capital can compare."
Xie Han gave her a subtle look. Having witnessed the third prince's disgrace, he couldn't understand where her fanaticism came from. But maybe this was the effect of his protagonists halo.
Cecilia had an almost dreamy look on her face, and it was clear she had completely idolised the third prince in her mind.
He did not doubt if she was allowed to marry the third prince, she would agree in a heartbeat.
