Inner chamber.
Yan Wanqing caught a glimpse of Cong Ge leaving from the corner of her eye.
She walked to the vanity, removing the hairpin from her bun.
She set the red agate on the table, sighing lightly, "Come out, aren't you tired of playing these tricks?"
As soon as her words fell.
A tall figure emerged from behind the curtain.
King of Chu Kingdom, Chu Qi.
Today, he wore a dark purple robe, his turquoise eyes enchanting, his black hair tied up high, exuding a youthful aura. As he approached, a faint smile lingered on his lips, momentarily turning back the years to five years ago.
"Aqing, you always see through me."
He called her by the name he used in the past.
Yan Wanqing furrowed her brows slightly, casting a glance, "King of Chu, watch your words."
A hint of gloom flickered in Chu Qi's turquoise eyes, but he quickly composed himself, "I came here today with only one purpose, to take you away."
