Su Luo paused from letting down her hair, frowning, and fine lines appeared at the brink of her petite nose.
Today had been nothing short of frights and scares. The high tensions, the drenching and chilling winds made her feel uncomfortable. She truly didn't feel like dealing with Princess Pingning again.
However, according to etiquette, after returning home, she really should greet Princess Pingning.
Su Luo gestures for the serving girl bearing the message to leave first while she contemplates how to deal with this situation. Just then, Jiang Shu returns from his bath, wearing a pure white nightgown, his hair as dark as ink flowed down his back like a stream of clouds.
Perhaps it was due to the steam of the cleansing room that his lips were a lovely shade of red. Coupled with his misty, watery phoenix eyes, he looked like a seductive specter.
So beautiful that it almost felt unreal.