"Oh?" Mo Shu's eyes glimmered like the bright moon, calming the storyteller's heart a bit.
The storyteller rarely saw such a beautiful woman, and he couldn't help but feel a bit concerned, saying, "That courtyard is rather secluded, but it's quiet, and very few people pass by. Also, may I ask where your husband is?"
Mo Shu immediately thought of Yu Siqiao.
Yu Siqiao's words also echoed in her mind.
Mo Shu's eyes showed a hint of sorrow, and she quietly said, "He's waiting for me to find him."
A sense of sympathy filled the storyteller's heart, "So you've been separated. If that's the case, young lady, remember not to show your true face. If you can wear this veil hat, keep it on. The Capital City hasn't been peaceful in recent years."
