Wufu sat in the outer hall, lightly sipping tea, while observing this guest Floral Hall. As befits the legitimate Commandery Princess of Jingkang Prince's Mansion, everything used was naturally top-notch, with not a single item that wasn't a precious treasure.
Glancing at the Western Clock again, Wufu propped her chin with one hand resting on the small table, feeling somewhat drowsy. Having gone to bed late last night and risen early today with all the fuss, it was no wonder she was tired.
Meanwhile, inside the boudoir, Princess Changping stood in front of the large bronze mirror, turning left and right, seeing a vibrant woman with a touch of valiant spirit in the reflection. Listening to the sincere praise and flattery from the maid beside her, her mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
It seems pretty attractive.
