As soon as Qingcheng, still short of breath, stepped inside the palace, she was startled by Zhou Yan's almost unscrupulous and arrogant words, and her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him.
While she wanted to trust her Princess and maintain respect for the young Master Zhou, wasn't this master a bit too "frivolous"? Could such a person truly possess genuine knowledge and skills?
However... After giving Zhou Yan a few more glances, Qingcheng found him exceptionally handsome—she wanted to keep looking at him, as if Master Zhou possessed a strangely demonic charm, compelling her attention.
"Could this be with ulterior motives? No, I shouldn't doubt the Princess's judgment and capability. How could someone she confides in be problematic?! It must be an overthought on my part!"
