After three rounds of drinks, night had fallen.
Mu Hongxuan approached anxiously and whispered, "Princess, the banquet is about to end, hasn't that person arrived yet?"
Yu Nianzhao took a few sips of grape wine, her cheeks flushed. She squinted her eyes, glanced around, and shook her head, "I haven't sensed any movement from the Mother Gu yet."
Mu Hongxuan retreated two steps, somewhat disappointed.
Suddenly, Xie Jiuxiao's wine cup fell from his hand. He furrowed his brow tightly, clutching his chest, the veins bulging on his forehead as if he was enduring immense pain.
Yu Nianzhao's eyes lit up. She grabbed Xie Jiuxiao's hand and swiftly pulled up his sleeve.
The bold gesture nearly caused Emperor Anqing to drop his wine cup as well in surprise.
So Ziyin's type was this kind of bold girl? Truly, appearances can be deceiving!
