It seems like it now.
The two brothers left the study, with Yun Zheng going to find his wife for some intimacy, while Yun Zhan headed towards Qing Garden. Along the way, his mind was filled with the secret reports sent by the Dark Shadow Hall.
He still didn't understand how the eminent Crown Princess had fallen into such circumstances back then.
"Seventh Young Master, you're back."
A slender woman walked gracefully towards him. Yun Zhan stopped and nodded, his gaze landing on the captivating silver mask.
His gaze was so direct, like a hook, firmly locking onto her. A faint confusion appeared in Yin Shuang's eyes, but she didn't dodge in the slightest.
"Seventh Young Master, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Yin Shuang," Yun Zhan reached out, gently touching the edge of the mask, "I want to see your face."
Yin Shuang was slightly startled, and after a moment, she silently removed the mask.
