Within Guanghan Palace, all was cold and silent, cassia shadows slanting across the halls.
Apart from the two sisters, Xihe and Changxi, there were only the maidservants.
With her elder sister about to marry, the younger sister naturally handled the trivial matters.
After the negotiations, Baize took his leave with impeccable courtesy.
As he descended the palace steps, cassia blossoms drifted down, specks of starlight scattering over his shoulders.
Only after Baize's procession had completely vanished into the distance did Changxi let out a soft sigh. She turned and entered the palace, unable to conceal the concern between her brows.
"Elder Sister," Changxi said slowly,
"The time the Demon Race chose for this wedding is rather interesting."
Xihe was leaning by the table, one hand caressing a jade cup as she poured her younger sister a cup of cassia tea. She raised her eyes and smiled faintly.
"How is it 'interesting'?"
Changxi accepted the cup, took a light sip, and said,
"I just performed a Deduction on the auspicious day they proposed. It happens to fall at the very end of the Truce Period decreed by the Dao Ancestor.
Under such circumstances... it is probably no coincidence.
The Demon Race must have been plotting this for some time. They cannot wait to borrow our strength to deal with the Twelve Ancestor Wizards."
Xihe was not surprised. Her gaze swept over the moonlight outside the window as she said softly,
"The Demon Race truly needs our strength. But Di Jun must have other considerations regarding this matter."
"Di Jun, Di Jun," Changxi snorted lightly, raising her chin a little.
"Elder Sister, from what I can see, his considerations look more like using the Heavenly Wedding as bait to ambush the Twelve Ancestor Wizards.
He clearly wants to use the Zhou Tian