A limpid and distant voice stretched from behind and halted Gu Yunxi's rushed steps.
"Jiaozhu Pear Curd" and its main ingredient, "Liyu", were all that had occupied her thoughts day and night. Even though she was upset by Yu Xuanji's fortune-telling, she still turned back at his mention of "Liyu" automatically.
The dainty face that clouded over instantly lighted up in happy surprise, pleasing the eyes of anyone that should look at her now.
Despite a hundred meters between them, Gu Yunxi gazed at Yu Xuanji with suspicion in her eyes. She stammered,
"Your Eminence, what did you just say?"
Yu Xuanji's arched his slim brows, staring back at her with much interest. On his indifferent fair face, a faint smile appeared.
"Aren't you looking for Liyu? I told you that I have it in the Pengxian
