The Future

"Mr. Gu, how do you think our future will be?"

Mu Yuyan wore a smile of contentment on her face, feeling the indulgence of Gu Lan towards her.

The past grievances and teasing seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"What else could it be? Madam will continue to reign as your Majesty Mu Yuyan, while I shall serve as the chief minister under Madam's reign," replied Gu Lan with a chuckle.

A rosy tint graced Mu Yuyan's cheeks, resembling the hue of rouge blending with jade.

She playfully scolded him, "You're incorrigible, always joking around."

"Amidst the hundred acres, half covered with moss, a white path meanders at the doorstep, inviting few visitors. In the courtyard, silence reigns in spring, with two or three peach and apricot trees planted. For whom do they bloom, and for whom do they shed their petals?"

Gu Lan continued with a smile.