The Heart Talisman of Jiao Palace

As Gong Shangjue reviewed official documents, he suddenly heard a thought: “This tea is so bitter…” He looked up to see Su Wan frowning and quietly slid a plate of candied fruit toward her. She glanced up in surprise. He smiled softly. “How could I, your husband, fail to hear my wife’s thoughts?” Outside the window, peach petals drifted onto the desk, just covering the tips of her blushing ears.