As night gradually deepened, Fengxian City's gates closed.
The entire western district sank into darkness. This was the old quarter of Fengxian County; the neighbors all had work tomorrow, so every household had shut its doors and windows, and few people remained out and about.
The eastern district was another sight entirely. Especially on East Street, lanterns hung outside every home, bright as day. Pedestrians called to friends and companions, streaming back and forth without end. Nightlife had only just begun.
It was not until the latter half of the night that the crowds gradually thinned.
Jade Sheng House, Peony Pavilion.
Xiao He had no idea how much he had drunk. In a drunken haze, he seized Baoqin's little hand. Wine loosened his tongue, and he babbled about having admired her for a long time, about wishing to hide a beauty away in a golden house, about marrying her into the Xiao Residence and making her a princess consort someday.
Xu Jixian was still pulling the same stunt, likewise clutching Baoqin's little hand. He called Xiao He useless and said he would surely die young, then declared that he would gladly marry Sister-in-law Baoqin into the Xu Residence in an eight-sedan procession—even if the child took her surname, he would not mind.
Baoqin smiled without speaking, her gaze gradually turning cold. Only after Xiang Yuan and the other two had all collapsed across the table did she withdraw her hands and fetch a handkerchief to wipe them clean.
Having floored the three of them, she no longer bothered acting. Rising to her feet, she moved behind Xiang Yuan, lowered her head to his shoulder, and took a fierce sniff.
So fragrant!
An epic inhale straight into her lungs, yet she was still not satisfied.
"What a fine great medicine. Buy