Sunlight spilled onto the half-open windowsill, neatly filtered into segments, with cartoon slippers aligned perfectly in the middle in front of the bed.
An elegant crystal holder had been added to the starry globe on the desk, and a glass cup was placed snugly beside it.
Qu Tong didn't linger in bed today; she had set an alarm clock on purpose.
Both the Empress and Si Yuting had told her in advance that there would be a celebration banquet tomorrow and, after discussion, they would make an official announcement then.
Today, she was going to enter the Imperial Palace with Si Yuting.
After changing clothes, Qu Tong had just come downstairs when Butler Chi greeted her enthusiastically.
"Madam, good morning!"
"Uncle Chi, good morning!" Qu Tong's smile was gentle, like a lily blooming in the spring.
"Madam, would you like Qianqian to help you with your hair?"
"No need, where's His Highness?"
