"You say, as soon as Mr. Diao achieves merit he heads to the prison, could it be... he has taken a fancy to our eldest? Otherwise, which magistrate makes daily trips to the prison if not for a heart-fluttering lady waiting there, hoping to create a chance to meet?"
This flattery clearly delighted Qian Guxing.
Her mood instantly brightened.
Her eyes shaped like crescent moons, she felt blissful, touching her hair bun, with the pose of a somewhat coy and shy young lady.
"You guys, don't talk nonsense, it could ruin Diao Deyi's reputation..."
As she spoke, her face already flushed, she stomped her foot and turned around to leave.
However, you could still see traces of her formerly fiery spirit.
But after Qian Guxing had left, the prison guard's discussion didn't stop.
