"Is it really that funny?"
Si Chu paused in his stride and turned back, his eyes downcast and his gaze helplessly looking at the person behind him.
Mingshu had been holding back her laughter, but now, seeing no one around, she let go of her restraint, leaned against the wall, and bent over with unrestrained belly laughter.
Yun Zhi looked on speechlessly from the side, worried that her mistress might accidentally laugh herself to fainting.
After Mingshu had her fill of laughter, she straightened up and rubbed her sore cheeks, remembering the Empress Dowager's expression at the time. She thought she could laugh for a year.
Looking up into Si Chu's dark pupils, she pursed her lips slightly and took a small step forward. Tipping her head back, she opened her clear, bright eyes, "Are you happy now?"
Her eyes shone with a cluster of light, quietly reflecting his figure as if the whole vast world could only fit him alone.
