"What's the matter?" Yuanya asked, puzzled as he didn't take the camera from her.
Lan Xiu's face turned a bit pale, and he moved his gaze away.
Anyone could easily understand the refusal in his actions.
Yuanya's hand froze, she did not expect that kind of reaction from Lan Xiu.
But then again, he was Lan Xiu. How could she have thought he would want to take a photo for her...
Yuanya regained her composure and turned around to let one of the bodyguards following her take a picture.
In the viewfinder, she looked very happy, but somehow, her smile still seemed strained.
When she put the camera back in her bag, Lan Xiu silently moved closer and took her hand without saying a word.
Feeling empty, Yuanya didn't protest and let him lead her deeper into the palace.
The place was filled with traces of history, exuding a heavy sense of time and change.
However, her mood had changed, and Yuanya lost her previous enthusiasm, feeling a bit listless.
