Days passed by indifferently.
On this day, a messenger from the palace brought an imperial summons, saying that Consort Xian requested Shen Ruoxi to enter the Imperial Palace.
In the past two days, even though Shen Ruoxi had visited her grandparents, she hadn't had time to speak properly with her cousin.
So, she hurriedly tidied up and followed the eunuch into the Imperial Palace in a rush.
Upon seeing Xu Ci, Shen Ruoxi respectfully performed a curtsy.
Xu Ci dismissed the servants from the room and then fondly pulled her to sit down.
"You've lost weight and gotten tanner," Xu Ci couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't I look refreshed?" Shen Ruoxi joked lightly, looking relaxed.
Xu Ci lightly nodded, her gaze carefully observing her.
Indeed, she used to be dazzlingly beautiful, like a painting, too perfect, but somehow unreal, even somewhat lifeless.
