The next morning, he pushed open the bedroom window. The various fragrances that had been mixed and precipitated for the night immediately spread out.
As the slightly cold air swept in, the wife and concubines who were curled up like kittens woke up one after another. Their fair skin was exceptionally crystalline and enchanting, and their black hair was scattered on the bed like a waterfall.
Shen Ping leaned against the window and was about to turn around to admire this scene when he saw Pei Huoyu walking out of the quiet room. She looked over and stood in the small courtyard.
Soon, Shen Ping walked out of the hall and cupped his hands. "Senior Pei."
