Qi Chengxuan was taken aback.
He was genuinely surprised by Gu Shengyin's words.
Due to his identity, from childhood to adulthood, he had never encountered anyone who told him "no."
As a child, his father pampered him, and as he grew up, he inherited his father's title, with even the Revered One of the Nine-Five treating him like a son.
One could say that even the Crown Prince was courteous to him as an older cousin.
Thus, he truly hadn't expected that a flower-selling girl in this remote small county would lightly refuse him like that.
But what surprised Qi Chengxuan the most wasn't this.
He was even more amazed that, upon hearing such an overt rejection and witnessing such blatant disregard, his immediate reaction wasn't shock or anger.
Instead, it was a feeling of naturalness.
His subconscious believed that this maiden in front of him, with this demeanor, was normal.
