The Empress's bedchamber was lit by flickering candlelight, everything so serene and peaceful.
Gently, Fang Yang gazed at Hua Lianyue, his normally profound eyes now revealing traces of tender affection.
This caused Hua Lianyue to be momentarily stunned.
The actual wedding night?
What does Master imply by this?
Could it be...
Tonight, Master is going to perform the wedding ceremony with her?
This... is this not a bit too abrupt? For a moment, it made her feel as if she were in a dream, surreal and illusory.
Her eyes were filled with confusion.
The joy that should have arisen remained stilled by her daze, failing to surface.
After all, in her view, she had repeatedly defied Master, and had even plotted to assassinate him, which was an enormous transgression. Master had also become aware of her feelings.
Under such circumstances, according to the usual Master, the fact that he didn't execute her on the spot was already a lucky escape.
