Meanwhile, in a vast courtyard, a solitary figure stood beneath the bright moonlight, clad in a white robe, his handsome features illuminated against the night sky.
With his exquisite golden hair and strikingly handsome face, any woman who beheld him would likely feel an instant sense of kindness and fondness toward him.
At present, the man with golden hair stood alone, his expression indifferent and calm as he gazed up at the twinkling stars in the sky.
*Step!*
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from behind him, accompanied by a young man's voice.
"Your Highness, please pardon the interruption, but I bear a letter for you from the Imperial Palace." A young man dressed in servant's attire approached from behind, speaking with the utmost respect.
At the sound of the servant's voice, the expression on the golden-haired man's face, though still calm, subtly shifted, particularly evident in the fluctuation of his green eyes.
