Duke An quickened his pace without changing his expression, so depressed he almost wanted to cover his face as he walked.
The old man was getting on in years now, his eyesight failing; he simply didn't see the girl kneeling here, nor did he recognize her. If someone wanted to recognize her, let them do so; if someone wanted to see her, let them look; as for him, he neither recognized nor saw her.
The other officials also hesitantly followed inside, quite unsure whether the girl kneeling outside was in fact Ye Tang's granddaughter. If so, why hadn't there been the slightest pause in that old man's stride?
Prince Fu's face turned pale the moment he saw Ye Xinyan, cursing the wretched madwoman in his mind. He should never have tried to understand her actions with a sane person's reasoning.
With her kneeling here like this, not to mention her own dignity, what about the dignity of His Highness Prince Fu?
