As they spoke, the carriage came to a stop.
They had arrived at the Duke Zhao Mansion.
Shen Hanyue, who had been vexed the entire way, was still frowning.
Cui Lingyao patted her hand. "The elders will handle this matter. There's no use for an unmarried young lady like you to worry about it. Just listen to your brother and pretend you don't know anything."
Since they were out attending a banquet, they might as well enjoy themselves.
Thinking of the people and events she might encounter today, Cui Lingyao had already braced herself, ready to face whatever came.
She was the last of the three to alight from the carriage.
Peeking through the carriage curtain, she saw that Shen Tingyu was already standing before her, holding out his hand.
His clean, slender fingers were right before her. Cui Lingyao was about to place her wrist on his hand when her heart suddenly clenched. She instinctively looked up and met a pair of familiar eyes.
Xie Jinbai.
