Early summer, the warm breeze is intoxicating.
The doors of Lizheng Hall were wide open, and the screens at the entrance were also moved aside, allowing the occasional gentle breeze to stir one's clothing.
Mr. Deng, the Crown Prince's Attendant, stood at a halt outside the hall's entrance and saw within the hall the Crown Prince and Crown Princess Consort sitting opposite each other, each absorbed in their documents.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
Just at this moment, the Crown Princess Consort raised her head, seemingly sensing something, and looked outside.
Deng Liao quickly composed himself and respectfully lowered his head.
Then he heard her voice, clear and sweet with a hint of laughter: "Ah, Mr. Deng is here!"
Deng Liao bowed and entered with the documents in hand.
The Crown Prince also looked up at him, his gaze as indifferent as usual, without saying a word.
