Under everyone's panicked eyes and the palace guards' vigilance, the emperor raised a hand to calm everyone down.
Rong Yu did not sense any kind of malice from Xia Zhan or the dancer. At least Rong Yu knew that Xia Zhan was not so stupid as to assassinate him in the public eye. So this meant that it must be something else. As for what it is, he will need to see it to know.
Moreover, his heart was beating so fast when the dancer stepped into the banquet hall in graceful steps.
A guess had already formed in his mind, but he was afraid to find out the answer. What if it was not what he guessed? To say that it would be a disappointment would be an understatement of his feelings.
Rong Yu subconsciously touched his chest, where a white handkerchief embroidered with blooming red peonies was kept inside his clothes.
It has been so long since he has seen that person.
He really missed her.
Rong Yu missed Yue Ran.
A lot.
