Again, it's this sentence.
Almost the same as last time, except this isn't the palace within Ziwei Palace; everything else, even the gleeful smile in his eyes as he looks at me, is almost identical.
Shang Ruyi paused for a moment, then slowly stepped forward and bowed, "Minister—Ruyi pays respect to Your Majesty."
Footsteps sounded softly as he walked towards her.
Shang Ruyi still kept her head lowered, seeing only a snow-white hem swaying gracefully into view, and beneath those hems were the familiar, snow-white luxurious silk shoes.
Above her, Chu Yang's voice lazily sounded with a smile—
"Waiting for you here is Yang Suyi."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi's breath momentarily halted again.
After a long silence, she slowly stood up and looked at the incredibly handsome smiling face in front of her, and she could only softly say, "Young Master Yang."
