"But what?" Feng Yueya waited for her to continue.
Seated cross-legged to one side, having barely made his presence felt, Yu Xuan gave her a sidelong glance and changed the subject. "We've arrived."
"Ah, we've arrived so soon."
Feng Yueya lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a resplendent palace standing before her.
"This palace looks so familiar."
She searched her memory for a moment, then suddenly it came to her.
"I know now; isn't this palace the very same one I saw in the illusion?"
"Little Xuanzi, tell me, is this the palace you let me see in the illusion?" she asked, turning around.
Yu Xuan was taken aback and nodded, his face reddening.
It was so embarrassing; in that illusion, he had actually called her his Princess Consort...
Feng Yueya, however, was not thinking about such things. She excitedly hopped down from the carriage and surveyed the palace before her, wondering if she could pry off the tinsel on the Coiled Dragon Pillars and sell it as gold...
