As she moved south, Yue's searching gaze traced the man's handsome features again and again. She tried hard to search her memory, wanting to retrieve the man from the fragments of her memories.
To onlookers, the way she and the man gazed at each other was like that of lovers who had been separated for a long time and had finally reunited after weathering the storm, as if afraid of missing a single glance at each other.
Everyone gasped inwardly, "This is an earth-shattering piece of news!"
"Hiss, haven't we met somewhere before?" Nan Qianyue suddenly asked, her question earnest.
The woman in green, whose actions were blocked by Miss Xie, was nearly speechless with astonishment.
Such an old-fashioned way of flirting actually came out of Miss Nan's mouth, and the key point is that she didn't say it to her prince, but to other men!
Qingyi looked up at the building with worry and lingering fear, thinking to herself, "The prince actually managed to keep his composure and didn't rush down."
The man frowned slightly, a look of doubt in his eyes. "Qianqian, what are you talking about? Don't tell me you've forgotten me in less than a year?"
Seeing this, the woman in green standing next to Nan Qianyue couldn't help but remind her, "Young Master Xie, my young lady has lost her memory and doesn't remember anything from before. Please let her go."
"Amnesia?" The man's pupils dilated, his expression complex. "Qianqian, you..."
"Let go first, and we can sit down and talk things over." Nan Qianyue's voice was calm; she refused to believe that this sense of familiarity was just an illusion.
He just said that he forgot him in less than a year. Less than a year... those words are terrifying.
Didn't she travel back in time two years ago, spend a few months there, and then travel back again?
Could it be that we time-traveled again along the way?
Good heavens, this is so mind-bending.
"……good."
The man released Nan Qianyue and then tried to pull her upstairs by the hand.
"I'll sit here." Nan Qianyue avoided his hand and sat back down in her chair.
If he were to pull me away and take me to a private room, even if there were other people around, who knows what kind of rumors would spread based on people's imaginations.
So why not sit in a bright place and display everything?
“Okay.” The man didn’t force her. He sat down across a table from her, his burning gaze fixed on her face.
Upstairs in the private room, only Qin Yi remained seated throughout; the others had gone to the viewing platform to watch the Xie family's young master fly down.
The eldest princess stared at Nan Qianyue's alluring face, her eyes flashing with malice. She sneered, "Royal brother, what do you think of her?"
The second prince's amazement hadn't completely faded yet. He had to admit that if Nan Qianyue's appearance was second to none, no one would dare claim to be first.
It's a pity that such a stunningly beautiful face harbored such a wicked soul, lacking manners and having illicit relationships with many men.
If his father insists that he marry her, then he... will just have to make do for now, and discipline her slowly after the marriage.
"It's just as the rumors say," he said calmly.
The princess sneered again, raised her hand, and immediately servants came to attend to her.
"It's about to start, sit down and watch." As she spoke, her gaze turned to the viewing platform of the gold-rated private room.
It's empty, nobody's there, but he's still inside.
Why doesn't he come out? Doesn't he come out and see how Nanqianyue is entangled with other men?
News from Fengdu says he and Nanqianyue are often seen cuddling and pulling at each other, and he's even quite proactive...
Thinking of this, the princess's eyes were filled with gloom, and she dug her fingers into the armrest with great force.
Inside the hall, the young master of the Xie family spared a glance for Miss Xie, saying, "Go upstairs."
Miss Xie bit her lip, her brows furrowed with worry, "Brother, your health..."
"It's alright." Young Master Xie gave her a reassuring look. "Go ahead."
Miss Xie nodded, glanced at Qingyi again as she turned around, said nothing, and went straight upstairs.
Qingyi kept glancing upstairs and then at Nanqianyue. What was the prince doing? Miss Nan had already invited other men to sit next to him, yet the prince remained seated.
"Qingyi, didn't you realize you're blocking everyone's view?" Nan Qianyue said slowly, casting a glance at her.
The woman in green smiled bitterly. "Miss Nan, the Prince is up there. If anyone dares to bully you, just have Green Robe call out to him."
When he said the word "bully," his eyes glanced at the young master of the Xie family, intentionally or unintentionally.
As the moon slept in the south, he drank tea by himself, looking utterly aloof.
When Qingyi returned to the gold-branded private room, he felt a blast of cold air before he even stepped inside. He touched his arm and braced himself before going in.
"Your Highness." The woman in green bowed to the icy man seated on the throne.
Qin Yi put down the teacup in his hand, and it shattered into pieces the moment it touched the table.
The woman in green beside him held her breath.
Who is that person?
"It should be... Xie Yanzhou, the eldest son of the Xie family."
Qin Yi lifted his cold gaze, his sharp eyes piercing through the screen. "Investigate everything about his past thoroughly, leaving no detail overlooked."
The man in green clasped his hands and said, "Yes."
He paused, then suddenly said as if he had thought of something, "Your Highness, there is one more thing. On the way to escort Miss Nan back to the capital, we encountered a man in white who was being chased. The man was seriously injured, and Miss Nan took pity on him and saved him."
"When my subordinates were cleaning his wounds, they remembered his appearance. He must be the young master of the Xie family."
"Miss Nan just asked him... if he had seen him somewhere before. I suppose it was because we met once on the way back to the capital. Miss Nan must have forgotten."
As she spoke, the woman in green observed the prince's expression.
Qin Yi lowered his eyes, his aura turning icy, and the air in the entire private room seemed to freeze...
Thump—
With the sound of a gong, the auctioneer made a grand entrance. She was a well-maintained, still charming, and impeccably dressed woman. She delivered a series of official pleasantries and flattered each of the distinguished guests present.
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