The back covered in white robes and strands of long white hair slowly drifted away from him, but his blue eyes were still glued to the moving back.
It felt like déjà vu like how he kept staring at Zhu Ge's back when the man was leaving his palace, but then he snorted realizing that he even dared to compare the mighty Crown Prince to the nasty slut from the Red Pavilion.
Ah, was it because he missed the man who always wore red because that man had been away from his palace since a few days ago?
Bai Chen shook his head as he kept telling himself that he was being ridiculous right now just because of the similar backs of those two, and he forced himself to return to his sanity.
