"Is it really that good-looking?" Xiao Mo asked.
"Hm?"
Qin Siyao nodded, reaching out with a fair, slender hand to gently stroke Xiao Mo's cheek, her eyes filled with a soft light.
"When Brother Your Majesty wears this mask..."
"...you look so handsome."
...
"Here."
"And here."
"This part needs sweeping too."
"The tables have to be wiped clean as well."
In the front courtyard of Ningxue Hall, Chunyan was directing the Palace Maids as they cleaned.
Chunyan had entered the palace with her lady last night.
However, Chunyan wanted to give His Majesty a surprise. She wanted him to know that the Yan Family Woman he was marrying was the same girl he had already met on three separate occasions. To achieve this, she had hidden herself within the wedding procession.
Xiao Mo, who had been busy to the point of being dizzy, had indeed not noticed Chunyan.
What Chunyan ultimately found regrettable was that her lady had indeed given His Majesty a surprise.
