Identity

After leaving the banquet hosted on the center garden of the Prime Minister's residence, XuanRong decided to visit the left wing of the residence where the former courtyard of her mother was located. She could not help but feel nostalgic. Seeing the familiar pathway and the familiar flowers potted on the side of the path, XuanRong could not stop herself from walking forward and pick flowers along the way. Ever since her rebirth, the only thing that was planted within her courtyard in Lu Shan were all poisonous and medicinal plants. She missed the smell of the ordinary flowers.

Looking at the flowers swaying with the wind, XuanRong closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Ah. What a fresh air."

She turned her head and saw that An Wei was looking at her.

"Why? Is there something wrong with my face?" XuanRong touched her face confusedly, trying to wipe it with her hand.