By the time Song Yaoyao finished getting ready and went to the dining hall, Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng were already waiting for her.
Only after sitting down did Song Yaoyao tell them about Prince Cheng entering the city.
After hearing her out, both Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng had excitement shining in their eyes.
Song Qinghui asked, "Yaoyao, what do we do next?"
Song Yaoyao thought for a moment and said,
"Once night falls, let's pay Sister Cui a visit. There's something I need to discuss with him."
Neither of them knew what Song Yaoyao wanted to discuss with Sister Cui, but they did not ask any further questions. They would find out that evening.
As the sun sank in the west, Song Yaoyao and the others prepared to head out.
They had to get into the Heavenly Dance Pavilion before curfew, or they would have to fly over the wall again.
Remembering how they had climbed over the wall to enter the Heavenly Dance Pavilion that day, all three felt utterly embarrassed.
Today, Song Yaoyao had tied half her hair high on her head and left the other half loose over her shoulders. She wore a blue-green robe, with a jade pendant hanging at her waist and a folding fan in her hand, which she occasionally opened to fan herself a couple of times.
Guagua curled their lip.
[Host, you're going there to discuss business. Why dress like such a flashy peacock?]
Song Yaoyao replied, *[What do you know?*
*If you're putting on an act, you have to play it to the hilt. Of course I have to look slick and polished going there. How else will people think I'm an old hand at romance?]*
Guagua replied, *[With that scrawny little frame? An old hand at romance?*
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