When Xu Xiaoshou emerged from Quiet Osmanthus Pavilion again, a full day had already passed.
Time flowed more slowly in the Apricot Realm than on the Holy Spirit Continent. Xu Xiaoshou had even deliberately waited half a day, only coming out after dawn once he had washed and dressed.
"Young Master."
The moment he stepped out of the elegant chamber, Yingying and Sparrow dipped into curtsies, smiling sweetly. They had clearly been waiting for quite some time.
The two women had changed outfits, now clad in flowing-sleeved palace gauze dresses, one green and one purple. They no longer looked as though they were "barely clothed" as they had the day before, and appeared much more proper.
Even their makeup had clearly been carefully adjusted. With only a light touch of powder and rouge instead of thick cosmetics, some of their vulgarity had faded, replaced by a fresh, refined elegance.
"Why are you two here?"
The Sickly Young Master waved his fan, swiftly slipping into character. He found Yingying and Sparrow's new appearances rather novel.
Within this "elegant chamber," the only ones qualified to wear proper dresses had apparently been Aunt Xiang and Miss A Yao.
Of course, two more women could now be added to that list.
"Aunt Xiang ordered the two of us to serve Young Master. This will be our sole task from now on," Yingying rushed to say, her tone carrying a hint of curiosity.
After not seeing him for a day, this Xu Gusheng looked even more delicate and scholarly.
Put another way, he looked even more like an ordinary mortal...
Though both women knew this sickly young master from the Eastern Region was no simple man.
Yet whenever they faced him, he felt approachable. It was like dealing with an ordinary person—one could naturally smile