บท 441: We Don't Even Know What Our Father Looks Like

Gu Qingxue did not say anything but cooperated and retreated with Kang Fujiang. She stood close to the wall and made way for the owner of the sedan.

The carriage quickly passed by them, and Gu Qingxue was a little curious. "Eunuch Kang, which Lord's carriage is this?"

"Lady Gu might not know, but the Moyun Kingdom has sent the ninth prince, Mo Yunye, to our Kingdom as an envoy. He only entered the capital two days ago." As Kang Fujiang spoke, the smile on his face deepened. He gestured for Gu Qingxue to leave. Lady Gu, it's getting late. We should leave quickly."

Gu Qingxue nodded in agreement. She did not notice that the ninth prince's carriage had slowed down.

A large hand with distinct joints pulled open the curtain, and a gaze fell on Gu Qingxue's delicate back.

As if he wanted to imprint her back into the depths of his eyes, the ninth prince finally lowered the curtain and ordered, "Let's go," he said.