Chapter 144: Same Table as Wang Ye

  "Yes!" The two maidservants chimed in unison, and I watched their busy young figures from the copper mirror, feeling my mood lift considerably. Having people around made the house feel much more lively.

  After washing and dressing, he attended Song Tang for dinner. He was in high spirits today, I don't know if it's psychological or not, but he's looking forward to Yi Qian Xun's arrival.

  Looking at myself in the copper mirror, I also feel spirited and refreshed.

  "Second Young Mistress, Mr. Yi has arrived in the hall, and the madam is receiving him. She asks you to get ready, saying he will come to Yihua Pavilion soon." My hand holding the hairpin trembled with joy, and I eagerly replied: "Good, good! Go invite him at once, go invite him at once!"

  She chose a glittering hairpin and inserted it into her hair, and indeed she was infinitely beautiful.

  I didn't like being showy at first, but thinking about meeting Yichiyan made me want to make myself look prettier.

  She was wearing a crimson loose-sleeved shirt, with a slightly lighter-colored sari draped over it. As she moved, there was a faint scent of fragrance. If Fu Ya didn't come, I could barely be considered beautiful.

  "Immortal sister, where are you?" Just as I was indulging in the moment, another crisp and tender voice came from outside. As soon as I turned my head around, that little ball of flesh rushed in like a gust of wind, climbed onto me, and said with a smile: "Sister, I've come to learn. The person you sent has been rewarded with a large ingot of gold."

  I smiled and said: "Then you must study hard in the future! Mr. Yi is very strict."

  He nodded heavily and stared at me blankly, saying: "Sister is really beautiful today." He looked at me again, habitually gave a light peck on my face, and then burst into loud laughter.

  He laughed for a while and asked me: "Where is that sick brother? I want to find him and challenge him!"

  Behind her, Song Tang, who was already standing up with a hair bun made of water caltrop, sneered and said: "Little demon!"

  "Is that you?" Wei Zifu inserted her waist on me, looking at Song Tang with a condescending attitude: "I want to duel with you, the winner will be worthy of getting Godly Sister's care."

  "Cough...cough..." Song Tang didn't know whether to laugh or be excited, but he couldn't catch his breath and burst into a fit of coughing, his face turning bright red.