Clang~ clang, clang...
Dim lamplight glowed in the Lakeside Banquet Hall. Pipa music and laughter filtered through the closed doors and windows, mingling with the curtain of rain beyond the eaves:
"Hahaha, Qingmo, you lost! Hurry up, hurry up..."
"You set me up on purpose, didn't you?"
"Of course! Sister Ye and Duoduo are both on my side. Get Aunt Nangong over here if you've got what it takes..."
"Don't talk nonsense..."
Meanwhile, in the Rear Residence corridor, Nangong Ye had changed into a moon-white ruqun and neatly arranged his hair in a bun. His beautiful phoenix eyes gazed at the light and reflections on the lakeside windows, a little conflicted inside.
After being forced to receive satisfaction at Plain Cloud Studio that day, Nangong Ye had naturally regained his former backbone. He had intended not to come that night, lest he be dragged into more acts that defied morality.
But when he truly woke from his dreams at midnight, leaning all alone against his pillow and listening to the soft patter of rain outside, he somehow felt so cold and terribly bored. He kept wondering what everyone at the Marquis's Residence was doing and whether he should go over for a little fun...
He had wanted to suppress those distracting thoughts, but then he remembered that he had yet to settle accounts with the Demoness, that his master might be here too, and so on. With excuses in his heart, he naturally could no longer resist, so he dressed and tidied himself up before running over.
Seeing the closed-door party in the Banquet Hall, Nangong Ye considered briefly, then quietly approached the door and peeked through a crack, wanting to first ascertain what was happening inside before deciding whether to enter.
And what he saw was quite something!
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