Lu Yuan's antics gave the surrounding commoners a real show to gossip about.
The onlookers around them started whispering to each other:
"Is that the Prince Consort?"
"I think it is!"
"Isn't that Princess Yue Ning?"
...
They whispered furtively, keeping their voices as low as possible.
Others might not have been able to make it out, but Lu Yuan and Su Liyan could hear every word, clear as day.
'As long as they're not insulting me, let them say what they want.'
'Life would be so exhausting if you lived it according to other people's opinions!'
Gu Ziye hurriedly pushed Lu Yuan's hand away and said:
"Yuan, we're on a public street. You have to be mindful of your conduct."
Only then did Lu Yuan recall his recent actions with Zhao Qiao'Er.
This wasn't Taiping City, after all, nor was it some small, insignificant place. His behavior was indeed inappropriate here.
'But, since it already happened, who cares? Whatever.'
