When any young master or young miss recognized Gu Nuo'er and Ye Siming, they all stopped and bowed.
A young lady stopped in front of Gu Nuo'er and had just finished bowing.
Just as she looked up, her smiling expression suddenly froze.
"Your Highness, why are you also…"
She looked at the three-petal flower drawn using liquid made from the Flaming Epiphyllum on Gu Nuo'er's glabella in a daze.
The child specially wore a fiery red hair tie today.
Under the light of the brocade dress and black hair, her eyes looked even more exquisite and delicate.
Gu Nuo'er blinked. "What about me?"
The young lady quickly waved her hand, feeling a little flustered. "It's nothing, it's nothing. This subject will take my leave."
After saying that, she hurriedly left with her maidservant.
When they were far away, she and the maidservant patted their chests.