To have allowed him to stay until the fifteenth was already a gracious favor from Emperor Yue. If he were to linger any longer, it might cause displeasure.
As Su Luo watched the carriage slowly disappear down the street outside the mansion, she felt an emptiness in her heart.
Unaccustomed to such goodbyes, she was about to turn back to the house when suddenly, Jiang Shu's carriage stopped. A man, garbed in dazzling white fox fur, leapt down and strode towards her.
Did he leave something behind?
In the blink of an eye, the man had reached her, enveloping her in his embrace with such force, it felt as if he sought to absorb her into his very being: "Luoluo, wait for my return!"
Su Luo's hands stiffened, unsure whether to reciprocate or not.
Confusion churned in her mind whether this was still an act, or it was truly heartfelt.
Fake becomes real when it's convincing enough!