Young General Yan was having a spat with the girl who held his heart.
During the night banquet, he had hidden a stem of Evening Magnolia.
He declared that whoever found that flower would become the General’s Wife.
The noble ladies all turned their heads, scanning the room to see where the Evening Magnolia had landed. I remained silent.
I simply used my foot to quietly kick away the flower lying behind my seat.
A moment later, Yan Ci’s nonchalant voice rang out. “I wonder which lady has picked up my flower?”