The purple-clothed lady curtsied with impeccable movements.
In any case, every injustice had its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. Since the person they wanted to find was Beijing Manor's young master, they didn't bother making things difficult for a frail woman.
Duan Yue merely glanced at her before retracting his gaze and walking downstairs with Situ Yi and the others.
Yi'an had originally wanted to speak with Mo Lian, but when she saw that he didn't even look her way, she could only stand resentfully to the side. She even had to watch as the crown prince walked past her while holding his wifey's hand.
Suddenly, her expression changed dramatically, as if she had thought of something. "Wait!"
"Wait." When Commandery Princess Yi'an saw that no one in the crown prince's group paid her any attention, she quickly ran up and questioned, "Crown Prince Consort, jus-just now, was it you? Were you the one bidding!!"
