In the rear courtyard of the manor, within a tranquil pavilion.
This had originally been a place where several Palace Clan sisters gathered in their leisure time to enjoy the wind, flowers, snow, and moon.
But they had suffered one upheaval after another recently and gone through far too much.
As a result, no one had visited this place for quite some time.
Yet after hearing that Jiang Yuechu had a favor to ask, despite having so many thorny matters on hand, Gong Qiulan still personally chose this place for their discussion.
That alone showed how highly she regarded Jiang Yuechu.
Boiling water was poured in, and the tea leaves rolled and unfurled within the cup.
Before long, a crisp, fragrant scent of tea instantly filled the pavilion.
Jiang Yuechu sat quietly at the table, watching the orderly motions of Jadeface across from her, her expression unable to help turning slightly strange.
She had discovered as early as the days of Great Tang that these Demons loved imitating humans.
She had never expected that even after cultivating to the Painting Realm, they would still be like this.
She truly did not know what obsession drove them...
Perhaps noticing the girl's confusion.
Gong Qiulan raised her eyes and looked over, her voice gentle. "Although these things offer no benefit to the cultivation of Demons like us, it is actually quite interesting to settle down like this during moments of leisure. It can calm the mind considerably."
Jiang Yuechu nodded lightly, without any particular opinion on the matter.
After all, having never endured another's suffering, she was in no position to judge.
As for Jiang Yuechu herself... even with a golden finger to keep her afloat, layer upon layer of pressure forced her to keep moving forward. Wanting even a brief moment