Jiang Shaohua directly skipped over Yang Zheng and looked at Cui Du, "Mr. Cui, you've gotten much darker over the past six months."
The originally fair face now had a slight wheatish tint, which was actually more pleasing to the eye.
The Commandery Princess finally saw him.
Cui Du felt a surge of joy in his heart, just like the wind blowing over waves of wheat, layer upon layer. He opened his mouth, but then closed it again.
Jiang Shaohua noticed this and smiled gently, "I almost forgot, is your throat still not well?"
In fact, for the past six months, he had been drinking medicine for conditioning, and his throat could barely make some sounds. However, it sounded as unpleasant as a drake's, so Cui Du didn't speak in front of others.
Now that the Commandery Princess asked him directly in front of everyone, Cui Du had to reply, squeezing out a few words with difficulty, "In response to the Commandery Princess, it's a bit better."
