AT THE SAME TIME
EMEREROR LIANWEI POINT OF VIEW:
It turned out my family wasn't the only one conspiring. A small voice piped up from behind the garden hedges.
"Are we talking about the wedding?"Huan asked.
I froze mid step, turning to see Huan crouched there like a suspicious little fox, clutching his wooden toy sword in one hand and a half-eaten bun in the other. His wide eyes glittered with curiosity. Mei Shen blinked, clearly torn between pretending she hadn't heard him and bolting back toward the palace.
"We are not-" She began.
"Yes, we are." I cut in smoothly, enjoying the way her cheeks flushed. "And apparently, someone has excellent hearing."
Huan grinned so wide it nearly split his face. He scrambled out from the hedge, brushing off stray leaves and grass like a miniature soldier reporting for duty.
"Then I want to help plan it! I can pick the music. And the food. And… I can guard the cake!" He puffed out his chest proudly.
