Also worthy of being a consort.
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi turned her head and smiled slightly at Yu Wenye, who had been looking at her in the mirror with a complex expression.
"Like this, is it okay?"
Yu Wenye averted his gaze, took a deep breath, and then stood up.
"Let's go."
So, the two left the Duke Mansion, as Yu Wenquan and the others had left early, they did not tarry and took a carriage to leave.
The journey was smooth, although the sky had just begun to brighten, a time when many commoners were not yet awake, but today, the avenue their carriage passed required no lanterns because nearly all the houses and buildings along the street were lit up.
Even as their carriage passed, windows opened, and many looked down, whispering.
At this moment, even three-year-old children in Daxing City knew what would happen today.
Yet Shang Ruyi also knew that even those at the heart of this political storm might not know what else would happen today.
