Just as they were speaking, a set of steady footsteps came from outside the corridor.
Lin Xuan, dressed in a moon-white robe, strode calmly into the hall.
His face was as flawless as polished jade, his eyes bright as stars. An unworldly, carefree air surrounded him, and the moment he appeared, he drew the attention of all three stunning beauties in the hall.
"Good morning, Master. Good morning, Miss Huo. Good morning, Madam Yin." Lin Xuan smiled and greeted the three with impeccable courtesy, gentle and refined in every respect.
Yet when his gaze swept over Yin Susu, a flash of teasing amusement and lingering recollection flickered through his deep eyes.
The corner of his lips curled upward in a roguish smile that only Yin Susu could understand.
Yin Susu met his gaze and felt as though his eyes had pierced through her clothes, caressing her bare skin directly.
The scorching sensations and ragged breaths of last night instantly returned to her mind. Her heartbeat skipped violently, racing like a startled deer. She hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze again, feeling even the tips of her ears burn.
"Xuan'er, sit down and eat." Huang Rong failed to notice the undercurrent between them and took Lin Xuan's greeting for an ordinary one.
The four gathered around the table for their meal, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Huo Qingtong spoke of the customs and scenery of the Hui Frontier, while Huang Rong shared amusing stories from Jiangnan. Lin Xuan chimed in from time to time, always making the two women laugh merrily.
Only Yin Susu kept her head lowered throughout, silently drinking her porridge. She occasionally added a few words of agreement, but otherwise seemed exceptionally quiet.
With Lin Xuan seated opposite her, she felt his strong