The disparity made Xuanyuan Yichuan briefly lost in thought.
The noblewoman in front of him, in every gesture, exuded an unmistakable sense of nobility.
And the subtle allure and mature charm she unconsciously displayed captivated and moved others.
She was no longer the quiet girl who always silently watched him.
Was it because that night banquet ruined her purity, and with it all her innocence, or was it... something else?
Xuanyuan Yichuan was unwilling to ponder over it. Looking at her, he smiled and said, "Princess."
Mo Shu's demeanor was evidently a bit cold. She cast him a casual glance, then said, "What is it?"
In that moment, Xuanyuan Yichuan was so distressed he couldn't speak. He looked at Mo Shu, remained silent for a while, then took two steps forward and said, "Is he good to you?"
Mo Shu paused slightly, finally understanding why he had come.
For a moment, her emotions were quite complex.
