Ye Jiu had already been overtaken when he looked up again.
Turning around, Ye Wenyu smiled at Ye Jiu, then mouthed, "Aunt, wait for me to come home."
He didn't know if Ye Jiu had understood what he mouthed, but it didn't affect the good mood he felt upon seeing Ye Jiu again.
Ahead, Si Bei angrily stepped forward a bit, lagging half a step behind Sikong Mo, and said irritably, "Master, did you see that? The young lady Ye actually threw something at that boy behind!"
Though it had also been years since they met, Sikong Mo had stored a portrait of Ye Jiu, and the lifelike details could match a real person.
Of course, Si Bei didn't know that it wasn't a portrait but a photograph taken with a digital camera.
The photo was given to Sikong Mo by Ye Jiu, and he had tucked it between his bedside tactical books. As a close guard, Si Bei often had chances to come into close contact with Sikong Mo.
Thus, Si Bei could see from time to time his master dazing at the photo, naturally memorizing Ye Jiu's current appearance. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁
At this moment, seeing Ye Jiu display a cold demeanor towards their master but turning around to smile so brightly at the boy not far behind, Si Bei immediately felt wronged for his master.
Upon hearing Si Bei's words, Sikong Mo, who was initially displeased, turned even colder in expression.
"This is the capital city, and she is now the cherished treasure of Prince Jing, personally bestowed by the Emperor as Princess Changfu. Be careful with your words in the future; don't let anyone catch a handle." He was still thinking of snatching someone from Prince Jing and the old Emperor, so he couldn't very well offend his future father-in-law.
Moreover, he had watched the interaction between Ye Jiu and the boy behind, did he really need Si Bei to point it out again!
Just thinking about Ye Jiu's icy expression towards him contrasted sharply with her bright demeanor towards the boy made him feel increasingly discomforted inside.
"Go investigate the background of that boy." Sikong Mo instructed, turning his head.
This was someone he knew, who had recently earned merit before coming to the capital, performed well usually, and the boy even possessed inner strength, a martial artist whose techniques bore some resemblance to those used in their Royal Residence.
Due to various reasons, Ye Wenyu had been half promoted by Si Bei himself!
So, the moment Sikong Mo asked, Si Bei promptly gave an accurate answer.
Then, Sikong Mo fell into contemplation.
The surname Ye, it's not a common surname, and it's rarely seen in Dongyue. For years, Sikong Mo only knew about the Wangshan Village where everyone was surnamed Ye, where Ye Jiu resided.
Moreover, their interactions with Ye Jiu, were they merely coincidental or...
Although their relationship remained uncertain, the expression on Sikong Mo's face was no longer as cold as before.
On the other side, when Sikong Mo's troops finally disappeared at the end of the street, the crowd, which had gathered to watch the spectacle, also gradually dispersed.
However, Ye Jiu's booth door was suddenly kicked open, making a loud crash.
Judging by the noise, it was clear someone came looking for trouble.
Ye Jiu turned around, and as expected, after being in the vast capital city for three years, from initially being displeased with everyone, to now, there weren't many who dared to bother her.
Of course, among these few were the Crown Prince's youngest daughter. Ye Jiu looked at the person who kicked her booth door open, Qin Ruoruo.