Ju Nanyi, who had been holding his head low, suddenly lifted it the moment he encountered an acquaintance. The awkwardness was unmistakably displayed on his face in that instant, but the very next moment, the man had already regained his composure and respectfully bowed in the direction of Zheng Nianru, without hesitation, he turned and descended the stairs down another flight.
"Commandery Princess, it's Lord Ju—" Xing Yu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. How could Lord Ju be here? Was that zither music played by Lord Ju? Wasn't Lord Ju supposed to be…
Zheng Nianru just coldly glanced at that familiar silhouette, showing no interest in asking questions, and even if she did ask, she had no intention of changing anything.
