Chen Ming watched as that familiar prince he had seen earlier came running outside the palace. His green, emerald eyes were similar to that of Wei Yanhui, but they didn't carry the traces of arrogance and controlling desires in them. Instead, they were filled with worry as his long, black hair tied above his head.
He was wearing long robes as well, matching with his elegance, but those long robes also had a touch of modernity.
Sure enough, the elves liked wearing medieval robes despite this world being modern.
The man held his long robes as he rushed down the steps, nearly losing his footing before he appeared in front of his lover. When they came face to face, all the servants went into a pin drop silence as they all lowered their heads as if giving the couple a trace of privacy.
Chen Ming frowned as he glanced at the couple as they continued to stand there and did their staring contest while holding hands with one another.