Three years have passed, and Huo Mingyan has already learned to drink tea gracefully like the noble ladies of the Capital.
She half-lowered her eyelashes, skimmed the floating froth from her teacup, and slightly curved her lips: "Today is New Year's Eve, yet I don't see Ah Xu paying respects to the Central Palace. Early in the morning, you have the time to accompany outsiders. What is it? In your heart, is this outsider more important than this palace?"
Huo Mingxu coughed lightly with guilt, but his tone remained firm: "Sister Ling is not an outsider."
Sister Ling...
Hearing this address, Huo Mingyan paused in her tea-cooling movement, her beautiful face spreading with a chilling aura.
She glanced up at Shen Yinning sitting opposite her.
Ever since she gave birth to Ming'er and secured her position in the Central Palace, she had never paid any attention to Shen Yinning.
