Chapter 37: Moat (2)

  She comfortably took a floral bath, and then changed into a more formal attire. Although this outfit wasn't designed by Hua Xiang Rong herself, she really liked it - it was a white cloud-patterned brocade with a snow-white base, only adorned with golden thread embroidery at the cuffs. Ling helped her apply a light layer of makeup, and drew a delicate golden flower pattern on her brow. Afterwards, Ling draped a sash in the same color scheme as the dress over her arm, and she wore matching embroidered shoes on her feet. Fortunately, this era didn't follow the trend of foot binding for women, or else her small feet wouldn't have looked so lovely.

  After finishing her toilette, Hua Xiang Rong was supported by Zhu Er and Ling Dang, one on each side, as she left the inn. Not far away, a luxurious-looking boat had been moored at the shore, its origin unknown. The two maidservants helped her onto the boat but did not follow, saying that the imperial palace was not a place where they could enter at will. The king and several ministers were waiting for the princess on the boat.

  Hua Xiang Rong didn't force herself, after all, she had arrived at the imperial palace. She couldn't play any tricks, especially when she felt herself getting closer to the palace, and that dream about Gong Sun Long's vague shadow became clearer in her mind.

  Just as she closed her eyes and was about to see Gong Sunlong's face, suddenly, someone gently patted her shoulder.

  She was taken aback and turned to look at Xiao Yuehan who was standing beside her without knowing when he got there.

  "It takes a stick of incense for the boat to cross the moat, it's dangerous standing by the side of the boat, go sit inside." Xiao Yue Han looked at her with a cold expression, but his eyes had an inexplicable admiration. Hua Xiang Rong was originally beautiful, but after being dressed up so meticulously, she became even more elegant and refined, yet still fresh and new. As long as he forgot the ugly-eating Hua Xiang Rong on the carriage, forgot the mischievous and threatening Hua Xiang Rong, forgot the drooling-while-sleeping Hua Xiang Rong, then he might be deceived by her superficial appearance.

  It's rare for Xiao Yuehan to not mock himself, and his words even carried a hint of gentle concern. Hua Xiangrong was taken aback, staring at him blankly before suddenly curling her lips into a smile: "Hey, why are you being so concerned about me?"

  Xiao Yuehan gave her a sideways glance and suddenly furrowed his brow, saying: "It's windy outside, go inside the cabin to sit down. This is an order."

  "Cut!" Rarely not being bullied by him, Huaxiang Rong also didn't take the initiative to suffer, and she rolled her eyes heavily, which was a revenge for his previous slap in the carriage. She still felt a slight tremor in her chest, damn it, this man is just so arrogant with his martial arts skills.

  Hua Xiang Rong sat in the cabin, suddenly feeling that there were several unfamiliar people around her, wearing court attire, and she couldn't help but think again.

  What does that legendary Gongsun Longzi look like?