Bright yellow lamplight illuminated the boudoir. A canopy bed carved with peacocks stood at the very back of the room.
Ye Yunchi leaned against the headboard with a thin quilt draped over her legs. She wore only a light dudou on her upper body, the heavy contours of her milk melons visible even from the side. Holding a needle and thread, she embroidered a baby's clothes and murmured, "Qixia True Person said Night Immortal Maiden was her biological older sister, but I just don't see the resemblance. Night Immortal Maiden is even taller than me, while Qixia True Person is about your size-"
"Hm?"
Zhao Ling leaned beside her, leafing through Springtime Allure. Naturally soft and voluptuous, she did look a little petite beside Ye Yunchi. She frowned at those words. "Sister Ye, that's not right. I'm a tiny bit taller than Senior Qixia, all right? I only lower myself around her out of respect."
"Oh, I was just making a comparison." Ye Yunchi continued embroidering and sighed softly. "Qixia True Person must have a reason for treating Night Immortal Maiden with such respect. And I don't even dare offend Qixia True Person. From now on-"
Zhao Ling had long since seen through Milk Melons' concerns. She put down her book. "Worrying alone won't help. Your standing in the household depends on your own abilities. According to my mother, there are three main things that secure your position in a harem. Daoist cultivation, martial skills, and all that are useless-"
"Oh?"
Ye Yunchi's gaze stirred at that, and she earnestly asked, "Which three?"
Zhao Ling was just about to explain when she heard faint eating noises from the side room. She couldn't help frowning. "Duoduo, what are you sneaking bites of?"
"Hm? Uh-I was a little hungry, so I'm eating