Jingliu's ears reddened without her realizing it. Her gaze went unfocused as she tried her hardest to ignore the Marshal handling official business at the desk nearby.
She did not want to dwell on whether the Marshal had heard their conversation.
It seemed her lover was in a terrible mood.
Only when they were alone together would Xianyu say something as direct as "I miss you."
Her lover always preferred to lead her in circles, coaxing her into saying embarrassing things.
For instance, Xianyu would probe indirectly, asking her, "Is Chi Yu the only one you miss?"
Then he would push his luck and deliberately ask, "Who else do you miss, then?"
Under certain circumstances, he would be even more wicked.
Jingliu collected herself and lowered her voice.
"It's quite rare to hear you say something like that."
Once she said it, she could more or less guess his answer.
It would be something like, "Is it that rare? Looks like I'll have to say it more often."
To her surprise, Xianyu merely chuckled and asked when he could see her.
Her lover never put her in a difficult position. He always respected her boundaries, never crossing the line to ask about the Cloud Knights' internal secrets.
The last trace of anger in Jingliu's heart vanished in an instant.
"Soon," she said softly.
Hua sat straight-backed at her desk.
Thanks to the teachings of her Guardian and the generals, her five senses far surpassed those of ordinary people.
Her mind first went blank for a moment. After she steadied her emotions, she began carefully examining their conversation.
Hua soon reached a conclusion.
Her gaze shifted to the photo frame on the desk.
In the photograph, numerous figures whose faces appeared in history books wore expressions of flattery or adoration, all