The crowd was taken aback by the sudden revelation. Outside the crowd, a plain and spacious carriage stood. Hearing Qing Feng's words, the occupant suddenly leaned out and shouted, "What real prince, fake prince?! The man who spent the night with me is the Ninth Prince! My eyesight is excellent; I couldn't possibly mistake him!"
The crowd gasped, "It's Yu Chunhua!"
They didn't dare confront the Ninth Prince and Princess directly, but Yu Chunhua was fair game. Many tried to move closer to her, hoping to hear more details about that night. However, as they took a step forward, a squad of armed guards rushed over, protecting the carriage.
Their stern faces and hands on their swords made it clear: anyone who dared approach would face dire consequences.
The crowd retreated nervously, some whispering, "Maybe the prince has been keeping her on the side? The Ninth Princess didn't have such a grand entourage when she left. Ah, it seems the Ninth Princess might have misjudged this time!"