After performing "Three Battles with the White Bone Spirit," the actors were tired and took a break.
This was the ti for songs and dances to take the stage.
Everyone gradually relaxed their emotions.
In a private booth, a few young n were sitting. One of them laughed and nodded his chin toward a certain direction.
"Sichen, is that your fiancée? You’ve truly found a gem."
Wen Sichen turned back to look and happened to lock eyes with Third Miss, who was glancing over casually. He then smiled at her, prompting another round of laughter from his group of friends.
Wen Sichen felt sowhat embarrassed, "You guys, stop fooling around."
"Oh, why are you acting shy like a young girl now?" a friend teased.
Wen Sichen shook his head, ignoring these chatterboxes.
"I heard you send people over to inquire several tis daily, shower her with gifts. Why not marry her sooner?" another friend asked.
"Her family wants to keep her for another two years," Wen Sichen explained.
"You sound a bit displeased, hahaha."
His friends teased him again.
Wen Sichen poured himself a drink and, this ti, chose not to explain further.
"Hey, is that the sachet your fiancée made for you? It’s so exquisite."
A friend with sharp eyes noticed the sachet around Wen Sichen’s waist and quickly grabbed it to look.
Wen Sichen treasured this item imnsely and imdiately snatched it back, checking it over repeatedly before finally relaxing, "Talk it out next ti. If you ss with my things again, I won’t be so nice."
Another friend gave a playful slap on the other guy’s head, "Always touching things? Want one? Find a wife yourself!"
"All the good ones are taken, and what’s left are the domineering ones. I don’t want them."
"Oh, you’re getting picky now."
Amidst this play, elsewhere.
"Ancestor, what’s Second Brother busy with today? Such a big event and he’s not coming to watch." Fang Yuan lanted for Second Brother while enjoying so snacks.
"Second Brother deals with important matters; how could they be disclosed easily?" Third Miss replied.
"We may never know, but soone surely should. Too bad she’s too busy today to be seen," Cheng Ru added.
Third Miss and Fang Yuan understood whom she referred to and thought Fulan indeed might know so things. Even if Second Brother tells her, it’s just to reassure the Ancestor, providing an explanation.
The old lady said, "Fulan is indeed busy today, managing so many tasks alone."
"Sister Fulan is truly capable. Whoever marries her in the future would be unbelievably fortunate," Fang Yuan remarked.
Anyway, she couldn’t be as capable, and while her family grood her as the mistress, she found it troubleso, so she hid away at the Pei Mansion.
Third Miss laughed, "Who wouldn’t admire that? Even I must learn from her whenever possible."
Fang Yuan teased her, "Don’t worry. Even if you can’t match Fulan, there will be soone who deeply cares for you."
Third Miss blushed intensely, scolding, "You chatterbox, if you seek my help in the future, don’t expect I’ll oblige."
"Dear Sister, I was wrong. I promise I won’t say such things anymore," Fang Yuan quickly pleaded.
Cheng Ru watched their playful interaction and said to the old lady, "Look, Madam, how could these grown-ups still act like children?"
Mrs. Pei loved such scenes and chuckled, "You three are the sa; stay lively around for a few more years, that’d be great."
"Then I shall stay by your side forever. Don’t dislike ," Fang Yuan imdiately declared, wishing to live at Pei Mansion eternally.
Cheng Ru noticed the old lady’s tea had cooled; she replaced it with a hot cup and did the sa for Third Miss and Fang Yuan.
Her ticulousness surpassed even the maids at her side.
anwhile, elsewhere.
Heir Pei and Prince Xiao finally escaped a dire situation. Both appeared disheveled and very embarrassed.
Fortunately, they hadn’t brought their aides, or their dignity would have been lost.
They washed up and then visited the emperor to report the circumstances.
The emperor learned another den of villains had been destroyed, naturally he was pleased and rewarded them both before they returned ho.
Pei Ji’an didn’t return to Pei Mansion; instead, he picked an item from the rewards given by the emperor, allowing the guards to transport the rest ho, while he headed straight to the palace.
Upon reaching the gate, he first encountered so guards of his family, inquiring if Fulan was inside. After getting confirmation, he prepared to enter but was stopped by Prince An’s guards, who inford him of their whereabouts.
Pei Ji’an nodded and climbed the steps, walking in with a clear and bright expression.
Qu Fulan was extrely busy today. Looking for her required so effort, so Pei Ji’an sent people to find her and sat himself in Prince An’s booth.
Prince An, with sharp eyes, noticed the fine item in Ji’an’s hand and imdiately said, "What’s that good item? Give it to !"
"Clearly, it’s for Miss Qu, don’t flatter yourself," Wei Xu mocked him.
Prince An regrettably clicked his tongue.
Pei Ji’an took a sip of tea, smiled, but said nothing.
anwhile, Xiao Shiqing had just reached his doorstep when inford that Mrs. Xiao was at the royal residence hosting the opera event, specifically asking him to pick her up.
Of course, Xiao Shiqing wouldn’t refuse, so he turned his horse around.
Esteed guests had the privilege of entering and securing tickets later.
Led by an attendant, Xiao Shiqing walked a bit further, casually glancing up and spotting a familiar face faintly appearing thirty feet away behind so bushes.
Xiao Shiqing stopped in his tracks, and the attendant, noticing the Prince not following, paused to ask why. Xiao Shiqing waved him off, then promptly walked toward that direction.
This wasn’t the first ti sothing like this occurred; he had encountered similar situations earlier at a wedding hosted by the Pei Mansion. Even if it turned out not to be true, he needed personal verification.
anwhile, soone reported seeing Miss Qu to Heir Pei, ntioning she was organizing matters in the east courtyard.
Pei Ji’an didn’t say anything, but got up and headed over there.
Qu Fulan was instructing people and had just finished, telling everyone to do their tasks before she exhaled deeply, intending to check things backstage. But as she took a step, soone grabbed her hand.
She instinctively turned around, stunned upon recognizing the person.
Xiao Shiqing looked at her, the emotions rushing through him were complex and profound, tinged with disbelief.
Perhaps even now, Xiao Shiqing couldn’t explain why, after years apart, he could depict her current look without having seen it.
She was identical to the portrait.
How many tis had he dread of her suffering?
Finally, he had found her.
Soone who rarely smiled actually lifted his lips now.
Conversely, Pei Ji’an’s smile slowly faded away.
He stood at the other end.
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