Mu Lianxiao looked down at his own hands.
He thought of Du Yunluo, who had once held his hand and written words on his palm, and couldn't help but smile.
Growing old together hand in hand as a married couple was Du Yunluo's wish, and it was his wish too.
In the twilight, Du Yunluo walked back to the private room unhurriedly.
Under the veranda, a palace maid saluted her and said that the Empress Dowager had requested her presence; Du Yunluo dared not delay and hurried over.
The Empress Dowager and the Imperial Consort lived together in a courtyard that, naturally, could not compare to Cining Palace, but was far superior to the private rooms where Du Yunluo and others stayed.
Inside, the sounds of laughter echoed.
The Crown Princess Consort was talking about the Imperial Grandson's amusing antics, causing the ladies present to laugh incessantly, each sharing anecdotes about their own young children.
