Zhao Yanran and Wei Chenlan had seen Ling Hua on more than one occasion, but now that Ling Hua had gained His Majesty's favor and sat in a prominent position at the palace banquet, high and unreachable, they found it impossible to strike up a conversation with her.
Especially considering that for the past three years, Ling Hua had not attended any of the banquets held by various houses in the Capital City, and apart from Xiao Qingyu, whom she had known since her youth, she could not recognize anyone else, though they could recognize her.
The two stared intently at her, and she returned the gaze just as directly.
Ling Hua had a pair of exceptional eyes, piercingly clear. When she looked someone straight in the eye, few could withstand her gaze.
Feeling embarrassed by their own behavior, Zhao Yanran and Wei Chenlan hurriedly averted their eyes in unison.
