Xiao Luming also saw Xie Qianyun.
He gracefully put down the brush and ink, raising his head to look at Xie Qianyun.
Xie Qianyun's face was covered with a veil, hiding the scars on her right cheek. Her quiet demeanor gave off a sense of elegance and grace.
"What are you doing standing there? Come over here!" Xiao Luming called out to her.
His voice wasn't exactly harsh but definitely not gentle.
Xie Qianyun pursed her lips and walked over, standing beside Xiao Luming. She glanced at the ink writings on his Xuan paper, with their vigorous strokes flowing gracefully, indeed something she could only admire from a distance.
She pondered, certain that Xiao Luming would once again make her practice calligraphy.
At that moment, she only heard him instruct the eunuch to put away his brush and ink, without saying anything else.
"Serve the meal," Xiao Luming commanded.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The eunuch quickly obeyed, instructing the palace attendants to hurry and serve the meal.
