If Chu Yumian's coming-out event had been held in a pleasure quarter like the Hundred Flowers House, Lin Xuan definitely would not have taken Xuanzhu and the others there.
By coincidence, she had appeared on a flower boat at Mandarin Duck Lake today.
Seeing how interested his daughters were, Lin Xuan felt there was no harm in taking them over to join the excitement.
He nodded indulgently. "All right."
"Yay!"
"That's wonderful!"
"Then let's go now!"
Afraid that all the good spots would be snatched away if they arrived late, the little girls hurriedly pulled Lin Xuan along after the crowd.
They walked for about half a li.
Even more flowers filled the sky, falling gracefully in a blaze of purple and crimson, so beautiful that it defied description.
Ahead, two rows of emerald-green weeping willows stretched on for a hundred li. The sparse river breeze stirred them gently, making them sway like the seductive dance of a beauty.
Lin Xuan saw that every willow tree was hung with pink lanterns, printed with flamboyant flower-petal designs. They were clearly the emblem of the Hundred Flowers House.
Mandarin Duck Lake lay between the two rows of weeping willows.
At this moment, the painted railings on both sides of the lake were packed solid with people. It was packed to the rafters.
"Wow, there are so many people!"
The little girls were all stunned.
They calculated silently that if they wanted to see that faceless beauty auntie, they would need Daddy to squeeze his way to the front.
"Emperor Consort!"
A crisp, pleasant voice rang out from behind them.
Lin Xuan turned around with his daughters.
He saw more than a dozen young men and women standing before him, all with shining eyes and looking immensely excited.
The one who had called