"Li Huai, have you lost your mind? He's the Crown Prince of Yanjing. You'd better put down that gun!" Sanniang, raising her orchid finger, looked terrified.
Sanniang wasn't a woman, but a man!
He was a man, but because he was effeminate, people called him Sanniang.
With his high-pitched voice, effeminate mannerisms, perpetual orchid finger, and the handkerchief in his hand, he was even more feminine than women.
Although he wasn't handsome, luckily he didn't have the rugged look of a bearded tough guy but rather the delicate appearance of a tender skin, otherwise, he would be even more nauseating.
"Yeah, Li Huai, you'd better drop the gun. It could accidentally hurt him, and none of us would be having good days." Jiu, scared, got up from the chair.
Compared to Sanniang, Jiu was much more normal. Fifty-something, square-faced, with a ponytail that didn't seem out of place at all.
