บท 198: Ghost Moon

Zhao Fu suspected that He Xianru knew something – there seemed to be something hidden within that smile of hers. This caused Zhao Fu to slightly frown.

In response, He Xianru faintly smiled and elegantly put some food onto Zhao Fu’s plate with her chopsticks. She looked at Zhao Fu as she said softly, “Your Majesty, do you not trust me?”

When he heard this, Zhao Fu stopped frowning. After such a long period of time, Zhao Fu had long since stopped being guarded against He Xianru, and he had started to view her as one of his own people.

Zhao Fu apologetically laughed and raised his wine cup, draining it in one gulp.

He Xianru stood up and once again filled Zhao Fu’s cup as she asked, “What are Your Majesty’s thoughts on the Ghost Festival?”

Zhao Fu thought about it, but he didn’t have any concrete plans yet. After all, he didn’t know much about the Ghost Festival, so he could only go about it step by step. As such, he told He Xianru about his very basic plans.