The next morning, Leng Yu Yan awoke to find that Ye Yiheng was no longer by her side.
These days, she had often woken up to his absence and, although she had grown somewhat accustomed to it, it inevitably aroused some doubts and even slight despondency.
After a simple grooming, Leng Yu Yan went to the outer room for breakfast, only to see Song Guo standing there.
Not only that, but there was also an entire row of eunuchs and palace maids, each holding a uniformly exquisite brocade box.
Leng Yu Yan was quite surprised. Someone had left early, had they been sent from the Eastern Palace?
Song Guo bowed respectfully, "Lady, His Highness instructed I to come here early in the morning."
"Is there a matter?" Leng Yu Yan seated herself at the table with Miao Zhu's assistance and asked again, "Are these gifts from His Highness?"
