The cold outside Guangxin Palace tried to thread its way inside, attempting to forcefully change the name of Guangxin Palace to a place where Chang E lived. That being the case, there were red candles to the side, fragrant warmth rising in the room, wine warming the bones, and the feeling of spring overflowing in the air. It was nothing but a vain attempt from the beginning.
Fan Xian looked at the Eldest Princess and Wan'er talking and a smile gradually grew on his face. He was no longer as cautious and awkward as when he first entered the Palace.
The Eldest Princess was just as beautiful and alluring as before. Even though Fan Xian clearly knew about the matter Hong Zhu talked about, other than shock, what he felt was a bad mood toward the Crown Prince—at least, right now looking at the most beautiful woman in the world, the young son-in-law couldn't bring himself to feel much annoyance.
