"Mu Yan! You are a son of the Great Wei Dynasty and also Zhao'er's cousin. Why don't you propose to her already? Your military campaign—which took you away—has left Zhao'er with such deep concern!"
"Imperial grandmother, Zhao'er doesn't dare to disturb cousin. Cousin's departure for war is a matter of great national importance. How could Zhao'er's trivial worries possibly justify interference? Zhao'er is fine."
Shen Yu stole a glance at Qin Muyan, then immediately shrank back into the imperial grandmother's arms, blushing with shyness.
Ah, Qin Muyan—this man made her fall in love at first sight, trapping her deeply in his allure.
Just the thought of marrying him, of becoming his Princess, made Shen Yu feel that all the hardships and sufferings of her earlier life were worthwhile.
But her quietly sent loving glances went unnoticed when they reached Qin Muyan.
