At 6:50 AM, Mu Rufeng arrived outside Lingyan Pavilion.
At this time, Lingyan Pavilion had already opened its doors. Upon seeing Mu Rufeng's carriage, the manager immediately instructed a servant to go to the back and report.
And he himself promptly scurried out to welcome Mu Rufeng.
"Your Highness, I have sent someone to inform Vice Pavilion Master Zhao. Please wait in the hall for a moment," the manager said.
"Mhm," Mu Rufeng nodded, then found a place to sit down in the main hall.
In just about five minutes, Zhao Yanran emerged from the inside.
Today she wore a long green dress, even her facial veil had been changed to green.
Inhaling the faint scent emanating from her body, Mu Rufeng felt as though he was basking in the spring breeze.
Oddly, during their first and second meetings, Zhao Yanran also emitted a fragrance, but he could tell it was the scent of a sachet.
Now, that familiar sachet scent was gone, replaced by another kind of fresh aroma.
