It wasn't until Si Chu left Jingren Palace with a gloomy face, his anger apparent, that Mingshu still had no idea what had gotten into him.
Had she, after getting drunk the night before, done something outrageous?
Mingshu covered her head, her face a blank, aware of her problem with drinking too much and blacking out. However, the alcohol yesterday wasn't strong; she hadn't resisted her urge to drink, and only remembered fragmented pieces of the night.
Mingshu frowned in recollection, when suddenly a scene flashed through her mind: she had boldly kissed Si Chu on the chin…
Mingshu: !!!
Her face instantly flushed to the root of her neck!
Mingshu stood disheveled, her eyes numb and blank.
It... It had to be fake, right?
That was her?
How could she possibly be so brazen?!
With a cry of despair, Mingshu covered her burning face and rubbed vigorously, then suddenly lit up, craning her neck and calling out, "Yun Zhi! Yun Zhi!"
