Qin Mo proudly led the way up the elegant wooden steps to his exclusive floor, the third floor of his palace, his silver robes rustling softly against the polished timber.
He gestured with a sweeping, graceful wave of his hand toward a magnificent set of carved double doors at the end of the long corridor.
As he pushed the heavy doors open, a massive, stunning bedroom was revealed to them, meticulously styled with dark polished wood, soft silk drapes, and a large, incredibly comfortable bed.
It turned out that the moment Qin Mo knew they were finally going to the capital, he had sent his elite guards racing ahead of the caravan to make preparations.
This room was one of them, as he had ordered his craftsmen to perfectly emulate the exact, cozy layout of Lin Wan's bedroom inside The space.
He had spent days thinking of how to give her the best comfort, wanting nothing more than to please her after her long journey.
