The carriage stopped outside the prince's residence, and the Black Bureau Constables were already equipped and ready to depart.
Ye Jingtang stood in the snow with a saber at his waist and an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, gazing toward the imposing Imperial City not far away. After a short wait, a flurry of footsteps came from behind the screen wall.
Tap, tap, tap~
Ye Jingtang glanced back beneath his umbrella and saw a procession of beauties emerge from behind the Coiling Dragon Screen Wall. In their midst was Big Silly, her head held high and her chest thrust out.
Unlike usual, however, Dongfang Liren had dressed less ostentatiously for this gathering of scholars, exchanging her Fat-Headed Dragon Python Robe for a white lady's gown.
The gown had a lace-trimmed diagonal collar and a half-foot-wide waistband cinching her slender willow waist. Its skirt fell in loose pleats, and with her long legs, she resembled an elegantly poised lily as she walked.
With such a long lower body, an unremarkable upper body would have made her look a little spindly. Perhaps to strike a balance, Dongfang Liren's bodice was exceedingly full, giving her overall silhouette the proportions of a fair-weather doll.
Combined with her exaggerated, nine-head-tall height, Silly's plump dragons really did seem larger than the petite maids' heads as she walked...
With one backward glance, Ye Jingtang felt an aggressive pressure rush toward him. In terms of sheer presence, he thought the only person in the world who could rival Big Silly was probably Great Cult Leader Pingtian.
But the Great Cult Leader's chest was a little flat, so she might not actually be able to hold her own. He wondered whether she wore a chest binding...
Tap, tap, tap...
Dongfang Liren walked slowly out of the residence, her feelings