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 sound barrier, allowing every sound to travel outside.
As a result, she, staying in the side room, had heard everything clearly. Left with no choice, she could only use divine power to block out the sounds.
By the latter half of the night, innocent Zixia had thought it was finally over. Yet the moment she withdrew her divine power, those lewd sounds reached her ears again.
Fortunately, Xiao Tingting and the little nun in white had not returned last night. Yun Ning had said she brought them to stay in Queen Mother of the West's Palace.
But on second thought, it seemed precisely because the two little girls were absent that the pair had been so 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.
The Twin Beauties of the Demon Clan were too far away; distant water could not quench immediate thirst. If Zixia joined the fray, An Miaoyi would not have to work so hard.
Yaochi would be holding the Peach Banquet today, and the entire Yaochi Holy Land was especially lively.
There had originally been some major figures watching from afar, waiting for the Peach Banquet. Now, they all arrived one after another.
The small courtyard was deep within Yaochi, relatively remote and tranquil. Yun Ning had specially selected it as a quiet place for Chu Yang.
Yet even so, as the three stood in the courtyard,