After the bustle had died down.
Jiang Yuechu settled into the Zhao Yue Princess Mansion.
The emperor, her old brother, seemed to have developed some hidden worry, terrified that his little sister might suffer even the slightest neglect in that vast, empty residence.
With a grand wave of his hand, he selected several hundred quick-handed, presentable palace maids and eunuchs overnight, funneling them into the Princess Mansion like a flowing stream.
The once tranquil and elegant estate was instantly filled with the rustling of sweeping and the hushed voices of servants offering greetings.
The corridors were scrubbed spotless, while the rare flowers and exotic grasses transplanted into the courtyards were tended around the clock by dedicated attendants working in shifts.
With more people came more rules.
Yet there were several particularly unruly oddballs in this residence.
Niu Ben, Old Red Flood Dragon, and Hu Cuihua—the three Great Demons—relied on the fact that they were the Grand Princess's lackeys. With shamelessly thick faces, each forcibly claimed a side courtyard in the outer residence of the Princess Mansion.
They called it keeping watch over the estate for Her Highness.
Jiang Yuechu did not drive the three living treasures away.
Such a huge estate would feel lifeless if it were filled entirely with submissive servants too afraid to even breathe loudly.
Letting these few demons raise a ruckus outside at least added a touch of life to the place.
Inside the study.
Fragrance curled through the air.
Jiang Yuechu had changed into a loose black everyday robe and reclined sideways in her chair.
In her hands was the incomplete volume of geographical records sent by the Demon Suppression Bureau.
Though her gaze rested on the pages, her thoughts had long since drifted beyond the ninth heaven.
She was currently stuck in the late