Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Qi, eyes curving into a smile.
Yelu Qi's eyebrows slightly raised, although this woman was smiling, it didn't reach her eyes, her enticing starry eyes shone brightly, clearly up to some mischief.
Sure enough, Li Xianyun covered her delicate white hand over her mouth, pretending to be surprised, and exclaimed loudly, "Ninth Prince, what are you doing here?!"
Her voice was not low, and many people around her heard it, turning their heads to look.
Rumors had it that the Ninth Prince was extremely handsome, spinning the daughters of noble families head over heels, some women even going to extremes for his sake.
The common people had only seen him from a distance during the Kurban festival, his figure indeed tall and poised, graceful and distinguished. They thought his appearance must be extraordinary, no doubt breathtaking and mesmerizing.
"The Ninth Prince, is it really the Ninth Prince?!"
"Go, let's have a look."
