Yun Chi was a person whose attractiveness seemed to reach the pinnacle of beauty, a profound realization Hua Yan had since the first time she saw him. This perception had taken root in her heart, and it remained unchanged whenever she saw him.
Watching him stride towards her now, from afar to near, each step he took seemed like a painting unfurling, as if a streak of Azure Cloud had floated down from the sky, accompanied by a gentle breeze, revealing a moonlit night and painting the landscape with ink and water.
She had woken up irritable, not wanting to see him at all, but now that she did, she couldn't help but become infatuated once more.
Caiqing went out to meet him and offered a greeting, "Your Highness!"
Yun Chi had already seen the silhouette sitting by the window. With gentle eyes, he hummed in acknowledgment without stopping and casually asked, "When did the Crown Princess Consort wake up?"
