Imperial Garden, with its artificial hills stretching continuously and its pavilions adorned with carved beams and painted rafters.
Even though the depths of winter had not yet passed, the garden still blossomed in radiant colors, a myriad of flowers competing in beauty, a sight so stunning it was almost surreal, full of splendor and magnificence.
Through the thick fragrance, Lin Yue walked past a lush patch of flowers and soon saw the figure of a young man standing under a cluster of stunning Claytonia.
"Fifth Prince," Lin Yue immediately went over.
The Fifth Prince didn't speak, only closed his eyes and leaned in to lightly sniff the fragrance of the captivating red flowers.
After a while, he turned his head to look at Lin Yue and, shaking his head with a smile, said, "Second Prince really can judge people well. It seems I've lost. Who would have thought that you actually knew about His Majesty's affair?"
"You knew as well, Fifth Prince," Lin Yue said softly.
