With that, Prince Jing no longer spoke, and Ye Jiu finally felt the world become instantly quiet.
They say three women make a drama, but these two men together are quite similar—no less entertaining than a show of three women.
Ye Jiu quietly walked to the side and asked the waiter, "Are there any good taverns nearby?"
"There's a Tianxiang Residence ahead; it's not bad. The lady might consider it." These past couple of days, the waiter had always thought Ye Jiu was a boy. Now that Ye Jiu, dressed in pink, stood here, the waiter realized that this was actually a young lady.
Moreover, the reputations of Prince Jing and Sikong Mo in the capital city were enormous, one more significant than the other, so the waiter really didn't dare to be negligent.
At Prince Jing's Royal Residence, an old nanny made her way to the main compound.
The Princess Consort hurriedly greeted her, "Nanny, have you found out where the Prince went?"
