Meanwhile.
In Wang Shouzhe's small courtyard, two young-looking, beautiful married women sat in the pavilion, sewing clothes for the men of the household with their own hands.
After a spring rain, everything in the courtyard seemed to have been washed clean, shedding its dust and becoming even fresher. The lawn had turned a richer green, while the flowers blooming in profusion upon the branches had become all the more delicate.
Yet even such spring scenery could not compare to half the beauty of the women in the pavilion.
The leading woman wore a watery-blue long dress. Graceful and supple in figure, gentle and refined in temperament, she was none other than the Wang Clan's principal wife, Liu Ruolan.
As a Spirit Platform Realm cultivator, she was now nearly forty, yet she still looked barely past twenty, without the slightest change even in her bearing.
Several plates of fresh fruits sat on the stone table before her.
She and the other beautiful married woman skillfully sewed clothes as they chatted about household matters. From time to time, they freed a hand to eat a few pieces of fruit. It was truly as carefree and pleasant as could be.
In the courtyard, two children of four or five were chasing butterflies.
A toddler in split-crotch pants who had only just learned to walk toddled behind the two "big children." Every so often, he fell flat on his face, but he was not afraid of pain. Climbing back up and patting his backside, he continued babbling, "Sister~~ wait for me."
The two older children were a boy and a girl. The little girl was as exquisite as if sculpted from pink jade, lively and bright in temperament. She was Wang Shouzhe's second legitimate daughter, Wang Liyue. The slightly younger boy was Wang Shicheng,