Shang Ruyi said, "The Emperor has ordered that today we will have a banquet to honor the ministers who have successfully managed the epidemic. It seems we will also go to the Inner Court for an excursion, and we all have to follow."
Tushere's eyes lit up instantly, "An excursion to the Inner Court? Can I go with you?"
Shang Ruyi said, "If you pretend to be mute, I'll take you with me."
Tushere immediately pouted.
Looking at her aggrieved appearance in the copper mirror, Shang Ruyi couldn't help but laugh.
Just then, Yu Wenye finished his sword practice and walked in from outside, wiping his sweat. Although the weather was slightly cool, the swordsmanship was so intense that he was drenched in sweat, his face slightly flushed. As soon as he entered the inner hall, his towering figure was reflected in the copper mirror in front of Shang Ruyi.
Their bright eyes almost instinctively connected to one another.
