"Could that be Madam Gu, the former wife of the third Prince?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. It's better for us common folk to speak less of such forbidden secrets within the palace."
"What's there to fear, we'll just whisper it."
The more timid one whispered, "Then you whisper to yourself. I better take my leave first."
"Hey, hey, you're such a spoilsport. Fine, don't talk about it, but wait for me."
Perhaps it was the chilly aura behind her that was too overwhelming, but Gu Youyou couldn't help turning her head to look back.
The venomous glare in Jin Ziyuan's eyes as it followed the departing horse startled Gu Youyou.
"What's wrong with you?"
The cold aura bursting from his body was greatly harmful to him, and Gu Youyou reached out to feel his pulse.
Jin Ziyuan pushed away Gu Youyou as if she were a snake or scorpion, the venomous look in his eyes shifting onto her, sending a shiver through her.
How deep must the hatred in his eyes be?