In the intermediate courtyard of the eastern wing, Qiao Xuan instructed someone to set up a reclining chair, where she leisurely sat with an air of nonchalance and indifference.
While appearing to rest with her eyes closed, she remained attuned to the laughter emanating from the garden. Despite the ambient noise, she adeptly gathered useful information.
After listening for a while and feeling a bit fatigued, she smiled and stood up. Taking Caiyue's hand, she returned to her room, directing someone to stow away the recliner.
The day's banquet proved highly successful. The dishes received universal praise, and the specially served fragrant tea, the renowned Golden Sprout, once again stole the spotlight.
