In her past life, she didn't even qualify to attend the spring banquet.
Every year, it was either on the eve of the spring banquet that Su Yurou would embarrass her so much that she couldn't face people or Su Dingheng would scold her severely, making it impossible for her to leave the house.
This year... Neither of them would be able to stop her!
Inside Shaonian Court, Su Dingheng was lying on a pair of delicate knees. Liu Shulan had lit his favorite bamboo leaf incense and gently massaged his temples.
Seeing him open his eyes slightly, Liu Shulan served him tea with her soft hands and brought it to Su Dingheng's mouth. After he finished drinking, he reached out and touched her tender, delicate hand. His heart stirred uncontrollably, and a touch of affection appeared in his eyes. "Lan'er!"
