After eating and drinking his fill, Little Fatty started getting drowsy, yet he kept clamoring to go out and play. Wu Dayi and the others had no choice, so they prepared to leave the Prince's Mansion.
Seeing this, the Princess Consort grew anxious. The Prince still hadn't returned, and she didn't know how she could persuade them to stay. But with Luo Yunji clamoring to go out and play, it seemed like keeping them there would be difficult.
She really had no good reason to ask them to stay. They couldn't even be called passing acquaintances! Besides, Little Fatty had been lured here by the food.
"If you don't mind, why not stay at the mansion until the Prince returns? We can then hold a proper reception for you immortal masters. What do you say?" The Princess Consort knew that among them, He Dazhi was the one she could reason with. He was good at reading people, and the others seemed to regard him as their leader. Her eyes filled with hope as she wished they would stay—at the very least, she hoped Little Fatty would.
He Dazhi saw the Princess Consort's somewhat panicked expression and noticed her gaze repeatedly drifting toward Luo Yunji. He realized some things simply couldn't be avoided, so he nodded.
The others were reluctant to stay, but He Dazhi gave them a look that said they could talk about it later. They fell silent and left the decision to him.
The Princess Consort had sent people to look for the Prince long ago, but he still hadn't returned. That meant he really was occupied, or had left the city. She had already sent out two or three groups of servants. Fortunately, Wu Dayi and the others finally agreed to stay.
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