Heaven-Flattening True Lord

Unlike the barracks, where Killing Intent and the stench of sweat hung in the air all day.

This place was quiet and elegant. In one corner of the courtyard wall, several stalks of emerald bamboo flourished, their leaf tips still beaded with raindrops not yet dried from last night.

Though they had not seen each other for merely a dozen days, Jiang Yuechu felt oddly dazed as she looked upon this familiar courtyard.

The personal guards at the entrance respectfully saluted her, and one had already gone inside to announce her arrival.

Before long, Wei Qing lifted her skirts and hurried out to greet her.

She wore a goose-yellow long dress today. The instant she saw Jiang Yuechu, her eyes lit up, but she promptly put on a displeased face.

"Oh my, who could this be? Why, it's our newly appointed Captain Jiang."

Wei Qing circled her once, clicking her tongue in amazement. "What? Now that you're an official, have you become so high and mighty that even the food at my place no longer suits your refined palate?"

"If my brother hadn't summoned you here today, were you planning never to darken my door again for the rest of your life?"

The barrage of complaints, tinged with coquettish reproach, left Jiang Yuechu somewhat bewildered.

She unconsciously touched her nose, looking rather embarrassed.

"You jest, Miss Wei. These past few days... official duties have kept me busy."

"Pfft."

Seeing her like this, Wei Qing finally could not hold it in and burst into laughter, her eyes curving into crescents.

"All right, all right. I know you're busy, busy woman."

She stepped forward, naturally took Jiang Yuechu's hand, and pulled her into the courtyard.

"Come in first. My brother still has official business outside, but he'll be back shortly."

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