The next day was Wei Xiaobao's month-old banquet.
The Palace Lord didn't care if she congratulated the City Lord's son, but she had to take her Xiaobao seriously.
"What should I give Xiaobao?"
The Palace Lord picked in her dazzling treasure vault. "At first glance, they're all good. On second look, they're not worthy of Xiaobao."
Ling Yin had an indescribable expression.
"Palace Lord, all the best treasures in the Hundred Flowers Palace are here. You didn't even feel so conflicted when celebrating Young Palace Lord's birthday."
Was the child so adorable?
Ling Yin thought of the pink little fellow and thought of her young master's cold and world-weary face. She suddenly understood the Palace Lord's bias.
"Palace Lord, Sect Master Lu requests an audience."
A disciple reported.
Palace Lord said, "Invite him in."
