Flowers bloomed before the hall as the days grew long; spring breezes stirred a courtyard full of fragrance

The next day.

After a night of abandon, the women in the residence only began getting up around noon.

In Plum Blossom Courtyard, Ye Jingtang stood before the dressing mirror, arms spread, while Third Madam helped him into his magnificent Python Robe, with Fan Qinghe lending a hand beside her.

Niao Niao, who had spent the night playing somewhere, lay curled up on the bed, spacious enough for ten people to sleep without crowding, utterly dead to the world.

After being thoroughly nourished, Pei Xiangjun's complexion looked noticeably softer and more radiant. She carefully straightened Ye Jingtang's robes while murmuring:

"We're going to the palace for a banquet today. Qinghe, I reckon you're in for some suffering. His Majesty and the others weren't here yesterday, and you tormented Shui'er so much. She ran back first thing this morning. Knowing her, she's definitely preparing things to deal with you..."

Pinning the Demoness down and tormenting her yesterday had certainly been satisfying, but Fan Qinghe was clearly a little apprehensive now. She glanced at Ye Jingtang.

"Husband..."

Ye Jingtang comforted her with a smile. "It's just playing around together. At most, Shui'er will write a few words on your waist. It's nothing serious."

Fan Qinghe rather wanted Ye Jingtang to give her some special treatment, but when she had bullied the Demoness yesterday, the Demoness hadn't asked him for help. Secretly currying favor with her husband would make her a poor sport, so she ultimately changed the subject.

"When are we entering the palace?"

"There are lots of people today. Let's head over shortly. Where are Ning'er and the others?"

"Changing in their courtyard..."

Not far away, in Bamboo Garden, the family of three was likewise whispering among themselves.

Since she was attending a palace banquet, Xue Baijin naturally had to