All the ministers who came to the banquet had already left, and only the palace people were busy preparing the banquet.

Su Muyan's shadow is quietly reflected on the white curtain. Only she knows how hard she is trying to calm her breathing and heartbeat. The fierce dancing makes her weak body more overwhelmed. A slow heart almost has to jump out of her chest.

Xiao Nanyu didn't utter a word, but just stared at the shadow on the curtain. At this time, he found that Su Muyan's body was even thinner than he thought. The evening wind came, and the curtain moved gently. In his eyes, it seemed that...