Luo Qingge was quite considerate. Though she was speaking to Lu Changfeng, she also nodded slightly to Qing Dai behind him in greeting. Then, without another word, she gave Lu Changfeng a look that said, "Follow me," and led the two of them around to an inconspicuous side entrance, slipping silently into the building.
The three wound their way up a narrow staircase reserved for the staff.
At last, they reached the door of an elegant private room on the third floor called "Yun-Deep."
However reluctant Qing Dai might have been, she could go no farther. Given her special status, Luo Qingge had ample reason to exclude her from a confidential discussion. If she insisted on following, it would only make it seem that the Plum Blossom Guards intended to spy on Mr. Lu, creating needless friction. Better to take the initiative and avoid suspicion.
"Wait here for me."
After giving that instruction, Lu Changfeng followed Luo Qingge into the Cloud-Deep Pavilion.
The room was tastefully furnished, with curls of incense drifting through the air.
Luo Qingge closed the door behind her and walked straight behind a screen.
A short while later, when she emerged again, she had changed out of her scholar's robes into a pale purple everyday gown patterned with flowing clouds. Her dark hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and she had restored her true, exquisitely lovely appearance.
She walked gracefully up to Lu Changfeng, her bright eyes roaming over his utterly unremarkable disguised face. Suddenly, she pursed her lips in a smile. "Mr. Lu, you concealed your face the last time we met, too. Must we still do so now? Or am I not worthy of seeing your true face?"
At her words, Lu Changfeng raised a hand and lightly brushed his face, circulating his power