Su Yan thought for a moment, her eyes moist
"From the beginning, you never caught my eye, so there is no ridicule to speak of."
She paused, then added,
"I am merely stating a fact."
It was from Chunhua that she heard about Qiu Shi being punished by kneeling.
It was said that Qiu Shi saw Xuanyuan Yonghao fall ill, with no one to attend to him, and wanted to use the opportunity to climb up the ranks.
But as soon as his intentions were revealed, he was dragged away to be punished according to the rules.
"You!!"
The more Su Yan spoke like this, the angrier Qiu Shi became.
However, quite soon, Qiu Shi glanced at Su Yan’s room and a smug smile appeared on his face
"Su Yan, I’ll see how long you can keep smiling."
As he spoke, Qiu Shi turned his head and left.
Xiao Hua couldn’t help but speak up
"Host, this Qiu Shi is so bad."
Su Yan whispered back,
"It’s alright."
As she spoke, she walked into her room.
In autumn, the sky darkens quickly.
In less than two hours, it had already grown dark.
Almost an hour later, the sky was completely black.
There was a knock at the door, accompanied by Nantang’s call
"Miss Su Yan."
His voice was as chilly as ever.
After waiting for a while, Su Yan opened the door.
Nantang wore all black and had an indifferent expression
"Miss, His Highness is looking for you."
Su Yan nodded,
"Alright, I’ll be right there."
She agreed, then returned to her room.
She then picked up the wallet lying on the coffee table.
Ever since her previous bag of sugarcandy was forcefully taken by him, Su Yan had not found a suitable replacement wallet.
Not until yesterday, when Chunhua gave her a wallet that was just right for carrying sugarcandy.
As she thought about it, she hung the candied-filled wallet on herself.
Then she headed out.
Upon reaching the entrance of the sleeping quarters, she found Xuanyuan Yonghao already waiting there.
He was draped in a white furred cape; under the bright moonlight, he looked somewhat frail, yet his appearance remained as gentle and refined as jade.
He smiled warmly,
"Let’s go."
Su Yan nodded her head, walked up to him, and followed behind him.
He didn’t talk much along the way, but the cool breeze that blew was refreshing.
They seemed to wander around aimlessly, and before they knew it, almost an hour had passed.
Nantang was not with them; it was just the two of them.
Su Yan simply followed closely behind Xuanyuan Yonghao, not understanding how they ended up on a narrow path.
This was, after all, inside the Imperial Palace.
Everything well-maintained, narrow paths were not so easily found.
After walking for quite a while, Su Yan gently clenched her hand.
She was taken aback; she hadn’t noticed before, but her palm felt as if it had been dusted with powder, somewhat slippery.
By the moonlight, she opened her palm.
Looking closely, there was a faint yellow powder in her hand, sticking to her skin.
She was fine before leaving her room.
Where did this faint yellow powder come from?
After thinking for a moment, she looked down at the wallet she was carrying.
She took the wallet off to examine it more closely.
But in that brief moment, the person ahead had stopped without her noticing when.
Xuanyuan Yonghao turned around and saw Su Yan looking down, fiddling with her wallet.
Watching her movements, he inexplicably curled his lips upward.
Seeing that she hadn’t noticed he’d stopped and was about to bump straight into his arms,
He lifted a finger to her forehead, pressing gently against it.
Then, with his other hand, he took the wallet from her hands.
Weighing it for a moment, he opened it to look and found another bag of sugarcandy.