The sun rose and set, and a crescent moon hung over the bow.
The girls aboard stayed in their respective rooms. They all seemed to be meditating and cultivating, but their attention was drawn to the room farther away.
Zisu, Wanyi, and Yuehua were all awestruck when Empress Dowager Guo failed to emerge for an entire day. The Goddess of War truly lived up to her name. Her strength alone could actually match a whole boatload of them.
Nangong Ye, Linghu Qingmo, and Ling'er were equally incredulous. They thought, No wonder she's the hottest wing in the Marquis's Residence. Who would dare object if she called herself the eldest sister from now on? Even Milk Melons, who was determined to become the Principal Wife, had to admit, When it comes to bedchamber affairs, I acknowledge the Goddess of War as the strongest...
But the scene inside the room was clearly nothing like the evenly matched struggle the girls imagined.
After a full day of exertion, the formerly tidy room was a complete mess. The tables, chairs, and stools bore traces of hardworking sweat, while her veil and palace shoes lay scattered everywhere.
Xie Jinhuan walked about holding the Red-Haired Hu Concubine, still brimming with vigor. Sister Guo, meanwhile, had collapsed from exhaustion and murmured weakly:
"I'm so tired. Let me catch my breath..."
To take care of Sister Guo, Xie Jinhuan had already been very gentle, but a whole day had passed in the blink of an eye. It really was wearing.
Seeing that Sister Guo had practically turned to water and would probably slip onto the floor if he let go, Xie Jinhuan couldn't help shaking his head inwardly. He turned and carried Sister Guo over to the bed curtains.
"It's all right. Lie down for a while. Senior