"What are you all doing here?" QingWu swung the flower lantern lightly. "We’re just curious how the Queen plans to help Madam Mu." Situ Jing emerged from behind, his face brimming with enthusiasm. "Wow, this flower lantern is really beautiful, though it looks strangely familiar…" He blinked, instinctively glancing at Xiao Chenyuan. He recalled that back in the northern border, there was always one day every year when Xiao Chenyuan would make a flower lantern—and it seemed to look just like this one. Coincidence? "If it looks familiar, that’s because there was one just like it hanging in this courtyard before," QingWu remarked casually, casting a glance at Xiao Chenyuan. His expression remained calm, unruffled, as if entirely indifferent. QingWu retracted her gaze and secretly pursed he

