"Don't worry too much; let's talk about it once everything is clarified. If she is indeed a fake, she must be exposed to deliver justice to the Empress."
Chu Yuxiao reached out and caressed Su Yan's furrowed brows, slowly easing the creases between them.
"You see, you're not pretty when you frown."
"Pfft, that's the first time I've ever heard you comfort someone like that," Su Yan replied immediately with a joyful smile.
"I'm not just consoling you; I'm telling the truth. If I could, I would wish for you never to frown, to be happy every day."
Chu Yuxiao moved closer to her, speaking nearly against the tip of her nose.
His hot breath carried a faint mint fragrance, filling Su Yan's mouth and nose completely.
Strangely, every time she smelled his scent up close, Su Yan felt as if she were intoxicated.
Her head was dizzy, making it almost impossible to think about anything else.
Looking at his eyes in a daze, Su Yan softly murmured with her red lips parting slightly:
