C30 Return

The intrigues of the palace always took a toll on her, and Nan Yanwu only opened her eyes at dusk after returning.

"Lvyu, tea."

Having slept all afternoon, Nan Yanwu felt a bit parched and called for her personal maid as she usually did.

A pair of slender hands presented a cup of tea before her, and she paused, staring at the slightly calloused hands. Her mind, still foggy from sleep