He casually wiped his face a few times, then somewhat unwillingly bowed his head to greet her.
"Yue Mingxuan greets the Imperial Consort."
After finishing the courtesy, he stepped aside.
Doubt rose quietly in his heart.
Xie Lianhua had always kept a low profile in front of Concubine Hua because of Rong Tieshan.
Since when had she started associating with Concubine Hua's sworn enemy?
Xie Lianhua saw that Yue Mingxuan was wearing a mask.
Thinking of the humiliation she had suffered at the Flower God Festival last time, the hand hidden in her sleeve clenched tightly into a fist.
"We've known each other for so long," Xie Lianhua said, forcing a smile, "but I've never seen what you look like under that mask. Why don't you take it off and let Her highness and me have a look?"
If the Imperial Consort Gui saw that colorful, painted face beneath the mask, she would surely accuse Yue Mingxuan of improper behavior.
Thinking of this, Xie Lianhua's smile grew even more smug.
