The banquet was held within the imperial gardens. Perhaps most of the crowd had already gone over, so there was not any whispering like just now. All that was left was the autumn scenery and the blooming flowers of the maple trees. It was beautiful! The scent of the osmanthus flowers drifted in the wind, making one feel refreshed.
She stood under the osmanthus tree and raised her head, taking a deep breath. A sweet refreshing scent filled her nose. Even the air smelt fresh. The breeze blew across, casing a few flowers to fall off the tree and onto her beautiful, porcelain-like face. Her face looked clean and flawless. Her long lashes fluttered. The flowers slid off her face slowly. Her pink lips tugged upwards gently. She was in a rather good mood!
Mo Xuetong had been embarrassed today!
