Nine rings of the morning bell sounded, and gentle autumn sunlight spilled over the window paper.
Inside the room, Jiang Xian had risen early and dressed beautifully, with her hair ornaments all in place. Now she sat cross-legged on the bed with her arms folded, frowning as she considered a very important question:
Where was my Xian'er Time?
Two days earlier, aboard the ship, Zisu had dragged Jiang Xian along to comfort Young Master Xie, only for her to suddenly fall asleep halfway through. By the time she woke, she was already lying in the Marquis's Residence, and the Invisible Great Hand had even told her to complete her master's task...
That was one thing, but after finally finding an opportunity to slip into the bath and get intimate with Young Master Xie, she had blacked out again after barely getting a taste, before the meat dishes even arrived! What was that supposed to mean? Were the scenes that followed unsuitable for children, so she wasn't allowed to watch?
Or had the Invisible Great Hand secretly taken her place to enjoy the ready-made feast...
If that's how you're going to play, then I've got a complaint!
After all, she was the one pursuing Young Master Xie, and she was the one flirting with him, yet when it finally came time for the bridal chamber, someone else took over and enjoyed it. Didn't that just make her the wronged party? Jiang Xian knitted her brows, feeling that she had to make a point of this. After a little deliberation, she picked up the Xian'er Diary and solemnly wrote:
*Young Master Xie is my man. If you dare put me to sleep at the crucial moment again, I'll change my name to Mei Conggao and acknowledge the Empress Dowager as my godmother.