The man sat upright at his desk. The corners of the paulownia wood table were carved with lifelike lotus flowers, and further in lay the writing essentials—brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. A ribbon of incense smoke curled upward in the sunlight.
"Lady Ning has regained favor. It seems someone is going to be heartbroken again," the handsome man remarked playfully, his eyes glinting with schadenfreude.
The man said nothing. Holding an ancient text, his well-defined fingers turned the pages gently. When his gaze fell upon the two characters for "Love Gu," his elegant brows knitted together slightly.
Chapter 53