Guoguo lifted her wet face and stared at him: "There's no cure."
Lei Hu looked at Feng Fuce, hoping the aloof Marquis would say something.
However, Feng Fuce seemed to have already expected that Chu Ping wouldn't succeed.
At this moment, he was calmly instructing the other Xiu Luo Envoys; tomorrow he would take the Princess to enjoy the flower lanterns, and some Xiu Luo Envoys would change clothes and hide among the crowd to protect the Princess's safety.
...
On the night of the Lantern Festival.
The trees were ablaze with light, illuminating the splendid black and blue night.
The stars and the full moon reflected on the small river winding through the city.
A little girl wearing a small red jacket and an orange skirt hem, with a cute cat mask on.
She held the hand of a tall, slender young man.
The young man was dressed in a light red robe, and even though a gold half-mask covered his face, his side profile's deep jawline showed his handsome and extraordinary demeanor.
