The red silk scarf covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear and fluid as autumn water.
Princess Xueyan sat upright on the bed, waiting for Xiao Jinyan to lift her veil.
But she waited and waited, and still Xiao Jinyan did not come, which made her somewhat anxious.
She looked up at her maid Shuiyao, who had followed her from Xueyue Country.
"Has His Highness not come yet?"
"This servant will go and inquire." Shuiyao hurried out.
Qimeng Hall was not far from the Crown Prince's Bedchamber; it was just a short walk away.
Liu Xi stood at the entrance, lit by the glow of palace lanterns. From a distance, he saw someone approaching, and as the figure drew nearer, he recognized her as the maid of Princess Xueyan, the concubine from the side.
Upon seeing Liu Xi, Shuiyao stepped forward to ask, "Eunuch Liu, my mistress is still waiting for His Highness. When will His Highness go to Qimeng Hall?"