The next day.
When Zixia saw Chu Yang and An Miaoyi push open the door and emerge together, she could not help turning her head away, a blush rising to her cheeks.
The two had carried on for half the night without even setting up a restriction, allowing the sounds to travel freely.
Living in the side room, she had heard everything perfectly clearly. Left with no choice, she could only use divine power to block out the noise.
In the latter half of the night, innocent Zixia had thought it was finally over. Yet the moment she withdrew her divine power, those lascivious sounds reached her ears again.
Fortunately, Xiao Tingting and the little white-robed nun had not returned last night. Yun Ning had said she brought them to stay in Xi Wangmu's palace.
But thinking about it carefully, perhaps it was precisely because the two little girls were absent that the pair had been so utterly uninhibited.
Seeing Zixia like this, An Miaoyi covered her mouth and chuckled, her gaze meaningful.
In her view, it would not be long before Zixia became one of Xiao Tingting's many Master's Wives as well.
The Twin Beauties of the Demon Clan were too far away; distant water could not quench immediate thirst. If Zixia joined the fray, she would not have to work quite so hard.
Yaochi would be holding the Peach Banquet today, so the entire Yaochi Holy Land was especially lively.
There had originally been some important figures observing from afar, waiting for the Peach Banquet. Now, they too came flocking in.
The small courtyard lay deep within Yaochi, tucked away in a secluded and tranquil place. Yun Ning had specifically selected it as a quiet residence for Chu Yang.
Yet even so, as the three stood in the