1200 Chumming Up

"Yes, Miss." The young maidservant, who was holding the zither, looked up at the purple-clothed beauty with a gaze that exuded a strange respect as well as an incomprehensible adoration.

Xu'er felt that it seemed to be a bit perverted for one girl to look at another girl with this kind of gaze, and she involuntarily shuddered.

"From the air that these two young ladies carry, they must be wealthy and respectable people. There are good and bad people mixed up here, so please be careful." The purple-clothed beauty gazed at them gently.

Xu'er's small face reddened for no reason, and she replied with a nod, "Many thanks for Miss's reminder."

"You are from the capital? Could I ask which family's miss you are? I seem to not have seen you before." A hint of puzzlement passed through Yi'an's eyes.

Her astonishment came as no surprise. After all, this kind of beauty should be famous throughout the capital and not be unknown to the public.