Shu Yu spoke first, addressing him, "Young Master Wu?"
Wu Fengyuan was taken aback, "Are you... Monarch Lu Xiang?" He looked Shu Yu up and down for a moment, appearing somewhat unsure.
Seeing Shu Yu nod, he was momentarily stunned, then furrowed his brow in confusion, "Why are you dressed like this?"
It's really not his fault for failing to recognize her; the Shu Yu before him had the demeanor of a married woman, with a few wrinkles on her face, looking about thirty years old. Moreover, she was wearing a gray, somewhat patched-up outfit, not resembling the Monarch Lu Xiang at all.
Not only was she dressed like that, but Ying Xi was as well. She still looked like a young girl, but her attire made her seem like a little country girl.
If it weren't for recognizing Shu Yu's voice, Wu Fengyuan truly almost passed her by as if she were a stranger.
Shu Yu lightly coughed, touched her hair, and said with a smile, "I have something to do shortly, so I'm temporarily changing my outfit.
