During dinner.
Pei Guanli naturally let out a mournful wail, torn with endless indecision.
One moment, she said going back would be such a bother—the old crones in her clan would surely start arranging a marriage for her, and she hated that.
The next, she urged, "Sister Jinghong, you have to come back as soon as you can."
But the person she mentioned most was still Chen Yi. She said she wanted to keep following her brother-in-law, because she would encounter so many fun things.
Xiao Jinghong ignored all of it. After finishing her meal on her own, she took Su Zhenyue back to the Wooden Tower.
As an added measure, she stretched out a hand and hauled Pei Guanli away with them.
Tiger Girl wore a grief-stricken face, but her arm could not twist a thigh. She could only trail after her in dejection.
Brother-in-law, sob... I'm going back tomorrow. I don't want to, sob...
Naturally, Chen Yi could not hear her thoughts.
Even if he could, with his wife beside him, he could only pretend he had heard nothing.
What a joke. Even if he and Pei Guanli were tied together, they would not be enough for Xiao Jinghong to deal with using a single finger.
After dinner.
Xiao Die attended Xiao Wuge to bed, then began tidying up inside and outside the residence while casually recounting the lively news from within and beyond the manor.
Chen Yi sat in the pavilion, flipping through the Medicine Hall regulations Xiao Wan'er had written, occasionally chiming in with a word or two.
In his eyes, this so-called lively news was hardly anything major.
It was nothing more than his calligraphy copybooks, several obsessed teachers from Guiyun Academy, and the Zhuangyuan taking up his post, among other things.
Most of it