Mo Chen nodded with a satisfied smile and said no more.
Then he ordered someone to take them both to rest, saying that they would accompany them to the palace early the next morning to meet with the Emperor.
The rooms Mo Chen arranged for them were in a separate courtyard, spacious and comfortable.
The courtyard was also filled with rose bushes, a fiery red sea of flowers. A light breeze carried the delicate, fragrant scent of roses.
Su Yan opened the window, gazed at the roses under the setting sun, and without turning her head, said to Chu Yuxiao behind her with a smile,
"I didn't expect to find roses here. I thought they only existed in our world."
"Our world?"
Chu Yuxiao approached from behind her, his words right by her ear, and she could feel the warm breath he exhaled.
Knowing she had misspoken, Su Yan turned and leaned against the window, facing Chu Yuxiao.
First, she gave an awkward smile, then continued the conversation they had had in the carriage that day.
