The princess consort clenched her handkerchief tightly.
Xiao Liulang settled the bill and left with Gu Jiao.
Even though she appeared unfazed and didn't show any signs of drunkenness, Xiao Liulang could see she was genuinely drunk.
She... just put on a serious act.
Xiao Liulang held her soft, slightly calloused hand and stepped out of the restaurant.
Watching them leave arm in arm, oblivious to the surrounding stares, the princess consort felt an unfamiliar feeling stirring in her heart.
Despite her rational self reminding her that he wasn't Ahen, but just a lowly born illegitimate child, she couldn't help but wonder, if Ahen were still alive, would he have grown into such a charming man?
It wasn't that Xiao Hen wasn't handsome, but the Xiao Hen of her memories was still youthful and exuded a child's handsomeness. Even though he was stunning for his age, his beauty didn't stir any romantic thoughts in the heart.