Ye Qichi returned to the carriage with Lu You and Xiao Wu.
Lu You couldn't help but ask, "Miss, who was that curator you went to see? Why was he so handsome?"
Ye Qichi smiled, "Do you like him?"
"No, no, no, how dare a servant like me fancy such a noble person." Lu You quickly explained, afraid of being misunderstood by Ye Qichi.
It must be said, the class division in ancient times was too apparent; a woman like Lu You, who entered servitude, could only become a concubine or a chambermaid.
Ye Qichi seemed to be in deep thought.
"However, I still think the Prince is more handsome," Lu You suddenly concluded.
Ye Qichi laughed in disdain.
She simply scoffed at Xiao Jinxing.
"Speaking of which, Miss, how do you know these people? I have never seen you interact with outsiders..." Lu You was incredibly curious.
Ye Qichi didn't even bother to respond to Lu You, and she lifted the curtain and said, "Xiao Wu, stop for a moment."
