After writing ten thousand words yesterday, he was indeed feeling a little listless today.
"A little to the left—higher!"
"Hold it steady, hold it steady!"
Several delicate maidservants worked together to hang a beaded curtain from the ceiling beam. Once they untied the bindings on either side, a continuous crisp clatter rang out. Eighty-one strings of linked beads instantly divided the reception hall into two sections.
Princess of Beijing Wei Ying was drawn by the commotion and unconsciously raised her eyes. She stared for a long while at the beaded curtain swaying like water, then let out a faint sigh.
Such an arrangement could only keep out well-mannered gentlemen and timid villains. How could it possibly stop that villain surnamed Sun?
Thinking this, she shifted her gaze to the left, where it fell upon Xia Jingui. Xia Jingui was twisting the handkerchief in her hands, looking both hesitant and eager to make a move.
Had Wei Ying not long known of her relationship with Sun Shaozong, she might well have been fooled by Xia Jingui's crazed performance.
And when she considered that today's scheme had all been Xia Jingui's idea, an inexplicable chill rose in Wei Ying's heart.
She should have less to do with her in the future!
No sooner had she made up her mind than a maid came running in with her skirts lifted, pointing outside as she cried, "Imperial Concubine, Sister Nian Xia has invited Lord Sun over!"
"Really?!"
Before the words had even faded, Xia Jingui pushed through the beaded curtain and darted out, saying anxiously, "I... I'll go welcome him!"
"Don't make a scene!"
Following the plan they had arranged beforehand, Wei Ying immediately stopped her with a sharp rebuke. "You are still an unmarried young woman. Do you not even know the meaning