Soon, the carriage steadily arrived at Moon Lake.
Jun Moling carefully carried Shen Ruoxi down from the carriage.
The scenery here was breathtaking, meticulously maintained by professionals.
The roads were broad and smooth, with the grass and shrubs on both sides neatly trimmed, resembling art pieces carved by skilled craftsmen.
A short distance away, several pavilions were available for people to sit and leisurely enjoy tea and rest.
The people from Prince Zhan's Mansion had already prepared in advance.
Soft velvet blankets were laid on the stone benches, and the tables were covered with exquisite tablecloths, neatly arranged with fresh fruits and fragrant tea.
The air by the lake was fresh and pleasant; it was early morning, with a thin mist like a veil over the lake, adding a touch of mystery and dreaminess to the scene.
