"He's out, he's out, Master, the Little Prince is out!"
"Keep your voice down, I'm not blind. Quickly, quickly, bring me my reading glasses."
At the corner of the street opposite the Weng Mansion, inside a luxurious carriage, the Prince deftly put on his glasses and then fixed his gaze tightly on Xiao Moxi and Ye Yueying in front of the Weng Mansion's gates.
Earlier today, as soon as Xiao Moxi stepped out, the old Prince brought Huai En along and tailed him all the way here to the Weng Mansion.
"Master, the young lady beside the Little Prince must be Miss Ye! I must say, she really seems just like Young Master Wu described—slender but strong, with an elegant presence like an orchid."
The Prince's face revealed satisfaction, "She truly is a girl as rare and beautiful as a crow against the spring snow. My grandson hasn't gone blind after all."
