Ye Xiangming, followed by two palace maids, hurriedly came to the doorway. Catching sight of Little Zhongzi watching her, seemingly lost in thought, with a strange and complicated expression, she abruptly halted and smiled at him.
With that smile, her beauty shone radiantly, her charm boundless.
Little Zhongzi felt as if his eyes were pricked, and he quickly came to his senses, hastily paying respects, "This servant pays homage to the Princess."
Ye Xiangming clasped her hands in front of her abdomen, holding a brocaded box that indicated her rushed arrival, somewhat out of breath. After regaining her composure, she asked with a smile, "Little eunuch, you just looked at me with such a strange expression. May I know why you had such a look?"
