A moment later, the two sat down in the private room, and Xinlian gently stepped out, pulling the door closed behind them.
Chu Nanli looked at Yuan Qiu, whose gaze seemed a bit complex.
"Is there something you'd like to tell me? Please, speak."
"It's somewhat presumptuous," Yuan Qiu apologized, "Although I'm not sure if my guess is correct, I still wish to ask. You... are the Princess Consort of War God Residence, aren't you?"
Chu Nanli felt a twitch in her brow.
There was a mirror in the room, and she couldn't resist walking over to look at herself in it.
"Is my disguise not obvious? Everyone seems to recognize me."
A hint of a smile flashed through Yuan Qiu's cool eyes as she said, "It's just that Yuan Qiu is particularly sensitive to people's faces. Once I've seen someone, I generally don't forget."