Swish——
The warship cut through the waves, as Prince Jing's son stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, a scarf of variegated fox fur wrapped around his neck for the late autumn chill.
With a face resembling Prince Jing's by seven parts, he already stood out in the eyes of the young women from wealthy families aboard the ship.
"Your Highness, the government boat from the Capital is ahead."
On the deck of the third level of the warship, considerably smaller than the one on the main ship, stood only a few figures. One of them approached and spoke.
Xu Jinglong, who had kept an eye on Zhao Douan's itinerary days before, appeared here not by chance.
Today, on the surface, it seemed Prince Jing's son had invited many young men and women from Hu Ting to enjoy a boat tour and see the river scenery.
