The palace maids and eunuchs standing behind were equally transfixed, but not solely because of His Majesty's divine demeanor. When Xi Xizhi and An Honghan stood together, the king's blue robe, coupled with Xi Xizhi's deep blue eyes, made an unexpectedly complementary pair.
However, with one of them being the unapproachable His Majesty and the other simply a seven or eight years old child, how could they entertain such a thought?
This time, upon leaving the palace, An Honghan did not make a spectacle, only bringing Lin En and Wu Jianfeng, two of his servants.
As soon as they stepped out of the Imperial Palace, they got into a carriage that had been prepared in advance. The carriage was very ordinary, no different from what commoners used.
"Shall we stroll around first? Or should we head straight to Fengxian Residence?" An Honghan asked.
It was still one or two hours from noon, leaving plenty of time for the child to explore the market area.