Upon returning to his study, Mo Liufang stared blankly at the portrait of Chu Qingmeng hanging on the wall. It really was her—she had returned. Mo Liufang knew very well that deep down, the feelings he once held had long since faded, yet the moonlight of one's youth is always hard to forget. He now regretted acting so rashly. Had he not been so impulsive, perhaps Qingmeng would have been willing to speak kindly to him. Though, truth be told, she probably despised him quite a bit right now...
"Knock, knock, knock." A knock sounded at the door. "Your Highness, Third Master is here."
Mo Liufang lifted his eyes toward the door and gave a self-deprecating smile. "Let him in."
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