Storm In The Capital (4)

"You can leave. Keep paying attention to him." The Third Prince closed his eyes.

Lu Qing stayed silent as he bowed and left.

The noble reopened his eyes. His gaze turned sharp; the dossier he was holding was engulfed in a ball of golden light. It turned into ashes and disappeared.

…

In the imperial garden—a tall and slender young man in a long white gown was watering the rare plants and flowers with a watering can.

The young man was graced with handsome looks, and was a little similar to the Third Prince. Both had a noble aura, but the former's vibe was gentle and calm. He wasn't as cold and arrogant.

A beautiful young lady stood behind him. She looked as refined and elegant as a white swan.

She wore a long purple dress that accentuated her perfect figure. Her charisma was undeniable; any man would have been mesmerized by her presence.

"Second Prince!" A person appeared in a hurry.