Qin Muyan finally came back to his senses, but his expression was cold, his eyes devoid of joy or anticipation, only indifference as he commanded, "Let's go."
According to ritual, he was to hold hands with Li Yunshu and ascend the hundred-stair platform together, to receive the homage of the courtiers and then present to her the golden seal and the royal edict.
But at this moment, he was not in the mood, so he turned and planned to ascend the stairs alone.
The hand hidden beneath Li Yunshu's long sleeves had already reached out towards Qin Muyan, yet he disdained to hold her hand and did not even glance at it once. Was he this indifferent towards her?
Hatred enveloped Li Yunshu's heart as she clenched her teeth, thinking that if it were Rong Yun standing beside him today in the phoenix robe, would he act the same?
No!
He wouldn't!
In his heart, there was only that useless wretch!
