Wen Shu set aside the piece of talisman paper smudged by ink, and took out a new piece to continue writing. His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, and he had never looked at her.
People in this era pay attention to subtlety and grace, especially as a woman, so Yu Xu also knew that Wen Shu was shocked by her shocking words, he did not forget his heart, or did not care at all.
People who are not important are not worth wasting a bit of emotion and attention.
As expected, Yu Xu was in a good mood, and when he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
“Knock–” A female voice sounded like an oriole, “Master, it’s me.”
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...