"What's the matter?"
"I must have been seeing things," Yin Zheng said with an embarrassed smile, "There were so many people earlier, I didn't get a clear look. I thought there was someone standing beside the lady, and mistook him for Lord Pei!"
...
"I just... thought I saw the Princely Heir Pei."
The magnificent carriage draped with a canopy passed through the bustling crowd, someone lowered the hand-held carriage curtain, and spoke softly.
"Lord Pei?" The maid handed the warm brazier to the person next to her and spoke quietly, "Did Miss see clearly?"
The lady seated in the carriage gently shook her head, the emerald-colored, leaf-patterned brocade of her skirt embroidered with exquisitely beautiful phoenixes. The lantern light inside the carriage fell on her face, casting her fair complexion into even greater allure, as elegant and radiant as any highborn lady of Shengjing.
This was Qi Huaying, the treasured daughter of the current Grand Preceptor's mansion.
