Soon, the palace gates opened, and the officials attending court lined up and streamed in one by one. Before long, the Hanguang Gate, which was bustling with voices, was left with only a row of empty carriages and the leisurely attendants waiting for their masters to return home after the morning court session.
And Shang Ruyi, who could only hide in the carriage, gritting her teeth.
The words Yu Wenye left before departing made her blush, her face burning with heat that wouldn't subside for quite a while. It wasn't until much later, when Tushere saw that her young lady was still sulking in the carriage, that she became a bit worried. She leaned against the window and softly asked, "Miss, are you alright?"
"No, nothing's wrong."
"Shall we go back then?"
"…No."
Though still somewhat resentful, Shang Ruyi obediently stayed.
