After dinner, Lin Su returned to the west courtyard.
In the west courtyard, Sister Chen was at the center, Dark Night at her side, with Luyi and Cui Ying also present. Above the Moon Tower, moon shadows drifted lazily, moonlight flowed like water. If moonlight truly were water, then that water was likely the surging passion flowing through Qiu Shui Hua Ping.
The more wives there were, the livelier the nights became.
The more wives there were, the less outsiders were allowed near the west courtyard at night.
When Xiao Yao heard that her brother had returned, she immediately ran over, wanting him to appraise the thirty-six new ways she had devised to eat hot pot. But Xing'er stopped her, blushing as she blocked this utterly unserious oddball girl. "Young Master has been away for half a year!"
Xiao Yao widened her eyes. "Precisely because he has been gone so long! I developed over thirty ways to eat hot pot, so naturally I came to find him."
"Heavens, you're already seventeen! You're an adult! You ought to understand at least a little about that sort of thing, right?" Xing'er leaned close to Xiao Yao's ear.
Xiao Yao's cheeks instantly flushed red. She also leaned close to Liu Xing'er's ear. "Sister Xing'er, with such a huge appetite of his, did he also..."
Liu Xing'er's face turned completely red as well, and she glared fiercely at her.
Within the west courtyard, things had already become indescribable...
The night passed, and spring flowers bloomed in every corner. Even the moon atop the Moon Tower seemed to carry a touch of hazy enchantment...
At dawn, Sister Chen woke in Lin Su's arms and gazed foolishly at her husband, utterly intoxicated...
"Baby, looking at me with such captivating eyes, do you want something more for