Qing Xi and her guards were stunned. It was obvious that the Young Palace Master of the Taiyi Palace, who had always been high and mighty, had never experienced the feeling of being rejected. For a moment, she did not react at all.
She blinked and her gaze landed on the sneer on Yan Ye's lips and the unconcealed disdain in his purple eyes. Only then did she come back to her senses. She was so angry that she almost laughed. Her proud face curled up slightly. She only felt that she must have seen a ghost just now. She was actually… tempted by this normal, ordinary man.
Did he think that a commoner could become a prince just because he had a pair of extraordinary eyes?