Watching the man descend from the sky, stepping upon the moonlight, Xiaolongnü suddenly realized that her heart was pounding fiercely, as though she could clearly hear the thumping in her ears.
"What's wrong with me?" Xiaolongnü covered her chest, a trace of complicated emotion flashing through her eyes.
The Yellow-robed Woman beside her was similarly dazzled, her beautiful eyes shining. But when she remembered that he had come to propose marriage this time and would soon become her brother-in-law, her expression darkened.
"Brother Song~ Ah~" Li Yuanzhi, over by the Cold Palace, bounced about like a child, shrieking excitedly as though her eyes were about to turn into hearts.
Watching the excited young woman beside her, Chen Yuanyuan could not help thinking of her own youth. Back then, the men surrounding her had either been helpless scholars or fierce-looking generals. If she had met him then, would she too have followed Hongfu's example and run away with him in the night?
Gazing at that man in midair, like a Banished Immortal, Chen Yuanyuan was momentarily entranced.
Unlike her mother, A'ke pursed her thin lips. Her expression shifted between delight and irritation, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Worried that Zhao Gou might notice her expression and cause unnecessary trouble, A'ke instinctively turned around, only to discover in astonishment that Zhao Gou was not looking at her at all. His face was dark with storm clouds, as though it might drip with gloom.
It was no wonder Zhao Gou looked so terrible. Earlier, when he had ordered his soldiers to be quiet, not a single one had listened. Yet with just a few casual words from Song Qingshu, the soldiers had fallen silent at once.
His own soldiers obeyed someone else's orders.