The palace's eaves tower deeply, a crescent moon hangs upside down like a hook.
Within the Imperial Study Room of the Wo Hua Imperial City, Princess Long Xue put down the brush in her hand.
Ever since she was attacked last time, Zhan Tian had always been guarding inside her Imperial Study Room, often silent throughout the night, one reviewing documents, the other standing by attentively.
This night was somewhat unusual, as the normally reticent Zhan Tian opened his mouth to speak several times but held himself back in the end.
Eventually, it was Princess Long Xue who could not restrain herself and spoke first.
"Zhan Tian, do you have something you wish to ask this princess?"
