Chapter 2011 The Young Master Is Unparalleled in the World (24)

"Miss, miss, please wait, slave." A maid in a yellow shirt held up her skirt and called anxiously after the person in front of her.

The woman in pink clothes held the purse in her hand and squeezed towards the crowd.

"I don't believe it anymore. Who else can stop me from seeing the young prince?"

She has a delicate appearance, a pair of pretty and lively almond eyes, and her beauty makes her stand out among many girls.

The girl in pink has a fiery temper, so naturally she can break out of the siege very quickly.

This was a pain for her maid, who was panting from exhaustion behind her, "Miss, Miss, please slow down, I can hardly keep up."

"Why don't you hurry up? If you delay me from seeing the young prince, I'll blame you." After saying this, the woman in pink squeezed to the front.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and realized that the young prince's people hadn't arrived yet.

The girl in pink sniffed her purse, her cheeks turned red.

You know, this purse contains dried flowers that she carefully selected, and their unique fragrance makes people linger.

If the young prince gets this purse, he will definitely be attracted to her.

"Hey, who is that young master over at the teahouse? He is so handsome, but I don't know which family he belongs to?" A surprised voice came from the side.

The woman in pink couldn't help but follow his gaze, and then stood still.

In the teahouse on the second floor, through the open window, you can see several men enjoying tea inside.

Several of them seemed to be attracted by the excitement and looked down.

One of them is a young man in a white shirt. His black hair is only tied up with a hair tie. His eyes are slightly lowered and his face is like jade.

The breeze blew by, and he raised his eyelids. He didn't know what he saw, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Unparalleled elegance, stunning everyone.

"Gudong." The woman in pink could only hear her own swallowing sound.

"Miss, miss." The maid finally caught up with her lady, she panted, "I'm so exhausted."

Seeing that the young lady ignored her, the maid asked strangely, "Miss, what are you looking at?"

The woman in pink wiped her lips and said, "Don't talk to me."

When the maid saw the young prince riding a horse appearing in her sight, she couldn't help but slightly widen her eyes. It took a while before she found her voice, "Miss, the young prince."

Miss Naihe still ignored me.

The maid had no choice but to pull at her neighbor and said, "Miss, the young prince is here. Throw your wallet quickly."

The woman in pink clothes couldn't bear to look away, waved her hand and said, "What purse?"

The maid only thought that her young lady was stupid, "You want to give the purse to the young prince."

Only then did the woman in pink react, "I won't give it away."

The maid was about to cry but had no tears, "Miss, haven't you been looking forward to this day for a long time?"

"I have changed my mind now," said the woman in pink, "I want to give it to the person I like."

Maid, "???"

Isn’t it the young prince you like?

Carrying the carefully prepared purse, the woman in pink clothes stared happily at the young master over at the teahouse.

Along with the noisy sound, suddenly, a strong force rushed from behind her.

When the woman in pink clothes fell, the purse in her hand also showed a parabolic arc, and landed perfectly in the arms of the horseman.

"Miss, are you okay?" The maid hurriedly helped the woman on the ground up.

"Where's my purse? Where's my purse?" the woman in pink shirt shouted.