Su Yaoyao was lost in a swirl of confusion and panic over the hot spring incident when a sudden "KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK" came from the door to her chambers.
The abrupt sound made her jump, and her heart leaped into her throat.
In a panic, she hid Augustine's clothes behind her back, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Who is it?"
An image of Augustine flashed through her mind. 'It can't be His Majesty, can it?' At the thought, her heart began to race, threatening to burst from her chest.
Just as she was feeling anxious, Bai Lian's familiar, gentle voice came from outside the door. "Yaoyao, it's us."
Hearing his voice, Su Yaoyao's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness. Thank goodness it isn't Augustine. I'm really not ready to face him again.'
Su Yaoyao had just started toward the door when her eyes inadvertently fell on the article of clothing in her hand, which carried Augustine's scent.
