Feng Wushuang raised her eyes to the sky and took a deep breath.
She prayed that the heavens would bless him to see his wishes fulfilled and his desires achieved.
"Master, the mooncakes are ready, shall we send them to the Liao Residence now?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Wushuang came back to her senses and nodded slightly, "Send more over!"
"Yes!"
Feng Wushuang watched the servant's retreating figure, her tightly clutched hands feeling somewhat uneasy.
Today, she would see him at the royal banquet, even though it might just be a fleeting glimpse, and they might not even exchange a single word, but she was so excited that her palms were sweaty.
Liao Residence
Yun Zihan had also risen early to supervise the mooncake making, and upon learning that Feng Wushuang had sent over several large boxes of food, she immediately had some sent to the front courtyard and then ordered the kitchen to prepare a lavish dinner for her and Liao Shijie's friends.