"Your Highness, we..."
Hearing the flustered voices of Hong Wan and Zi Yun and seeing their drenched hair, Lu Mingyuan realized it would be awkward for them to receive a guest. He immediately gave an order:
"I will attend to Miss Qi. You two may go inside."
"Yes."
The two women curtsied, their faces flushing red as they held up their skirts and hurried inside.
Lu Mingyuan stepped forward and opened the door. He immediately saw a woman in a simple, elegant green dress standing on the stone steps outside. Her clothes were unadorned. Her hair was styled in a graceful, low-hanging bun, fastened with a silver flower hairpin. Since the door had taken a while to open, she had been observing her surroundings, her gaze sweeping over every plant and tree. Only when the main gate swung open did her beautiful eyes turn toward him.
It was Qi Muxue, whom he had not seen in days.
