For years of being a bodyguard who serves the lady right and a disguised male, Ningguang finally speaks to you without formalities even if she's the royalty. Both of you are sitting behind the balcony, drinking tea with her and giving you unspeakable compliments.

She has something on her mind, wanting to straight-up say it and not wanting to stammer. She clears her throat and breathes in to say something.

“So, you probably wonder why I gave you such compliments. The red cheeks of mine were quite noticeable, also.”

She paused, quite hesitant, but gave herself the moment anyway.

“If I were to be wed, I want you to be my groom. Do you want me to be yours?”

She confessed, it got you tortured with hesitant thoughts.