What is he doing here?
While Mu Qianyue was pondering, the figure in the distance had already stepped out from the darkness and was walking toward the pavilion.
The man's handsome and resolute face appeared softer under the bright moonlight, with a gentle smile at the corner of his lips, like a spring breeze in April.
"Yue'er, I haven't seen you for days and missed you very much, so I came to check on you. You won't mind me disturbing you, will you?"
The rich, gentle voice was like the murmur of a spring, different from Nalan Jing's song in the clouds, yet equally pleasing to the ear.
"Since you know you'll disturb me, please leave." Mu Qianyue frowned and unceremoniously issued the order to leave.
Nalan Ye's expression froze; it was obvious he hadn't expected Mu Qianyue to say that, leaving no room for sentiment.
"Yue'er, are you really happy marrying him?" After a moment of silence, Nalan Ye broke the oppressive atmosphere and asked.
