Maybe it was just his imagination.
Today, Wangshu Palace seemed much brighter than usual.
That woman from the Demon Sect, Gu Xiangzhu, seemed to have gotten even more beautiful after dropping her "Kind Mother" mask.
Perhaps it was because... he'd never seen the expressions she could make without the mask?
At least, he'd never seen her smile so naturally before.
"You're here!"
Zhao Ci replied with a deadpan expression.
Gu Xiangzhu glanced at the cloth bag in his hand and chuckled softly. "Are the mushrooms fresh today?"
"They're fresh!"
Zhao Ci's gaze shifted, as if he didn't dare to meet her eyes. He quickly turned toward the door. "I'll go cook them for you."
The corners of Gu Xiangzhu's lips curved up slightly. "How nice. I thought you were just all talk."
