Have a Drink With You

If Xi Yue lived in the palace, she would look like an Imperial Concubine, suppressed beneath Cheng Cheng; if she "stayed as a guest" outside, Qin Yi's body might be in the inner palace while his heart remained elsewhere.

But if they lived together at Brocade Embroidery Workshop, all sharing the same estate and residing in guest rooms, they could at most be divided into host and guest. There would be none of that overwhelming palace-like sense of an empress and Imperial Concubines, and every problem would vanish.

Liusu had no idea how Qin Yi had come up, in the blink of an eye, with such a perfect solution that both women could accept. At the same time, it preserved his chances of embracing one on either side. Did his world have specialized textbooks for these sorts of problems?

In any case, the matter seemed to have temporarily come to an end. Demon King Cheng Cheng had state affairs of her own to attend to, so she returned to Brocade Embroidery Workshop in human form, bringing Qin Yi and Xi Yue with her.

Once everyone had moved into Brocade Embroidery Workshop, there suddenly seemed to be nothing left to tear into each other over. The atmosphere of sparks colliding with Earth subsided considerably.

After all, they were all accomplished cultivators. It was understandable to fight over a moment's anger, but to truly carry on like ordinary women throwing unreasonable tantrums and tearing at one another without end would be disgraceful.

When they reflected on what had happened, they could only laugh silently at themselves. Had they gone a little mad? It had merely been a moment of pent-up irritation. Was it really necessary?

It was not as though they had not known his romantic luck ran deep. He might have