"Your Majesty," Xuan Mingyu quickly said as he smiled, getting up. "She is right. I also need to talk to her. I want to know whether she would like a red or an orange palanquin during our marriage."
Wei Ruyi relaxed a little as she glanced at her father, whose face was still cold, but he was relatively calmer upon hearing the young man's voice. He nodded and said, "Alright. Servant, take them to my private garden and give them some time alone."
After a while, the two of them found themselves sitting side by side on a stone bench, surrounded by wonderful flowers and trees. The scene was quite a sight to behold, but neither of them wanted to see the beauty.
