C292 Red sleeves, fragrant.

Xiao Yuehan was sitting by his desk, reading through his imperial reports. The moment he heard someone enter, he originally had no intention to lift his head to look, but when he saw Hua Xiangrong out of the corner of his eyes, he immediately raised his eyes and looked at her indifferently.

"Ugh …" Hua Xiangrong also nervously stopped in her tracks