Chapter 1593
- When the carriage stopped at the Yang Mansion’s gate, Xu Hanran kept smoothing his collar and cuffs, then ran a hand through his hair again and again.
- “Knock it off. No one’s looking at a servant’s outfit,” Yang Taojian shot him a cool glance. Only then did the emperor sullenly drop his hands and lower his head, following behind.
- Lanterns still burned inside the courtyard. Laughter drifted out, warm and bright.