Ye Han, the one left behind, felt his heart thumping erratically as he stood quietly in place, sensing Su Pan'er's gaze and not even daring to lift his head.
He couldn't articulate exactly what he was so nervous about.
But whenever he faced her, his heart was utterly out of his control, and he could only arm himself with indifference.
Although Ye Han maintained his usual indifferent demeanor, Su Pan'er still felt genuinely happy to see him.
She leaned back with effort and spoke with a smile, "Brother Ye, how have you been recently?"
"To answer the Empress, this humble official is well."
The tone was stiff without the slightest fluctuation.
Gazing at Ye Han's indifferent face, Su Pan'er couldn't describe the mix of feelings in her heart, and she suddenly made small talk, "Brother Ye, so many years have passed, you should have someone by your side to look after you by now. Having a woman, even just to come home to a warm cup of tea, would be good."
