After having dinner, Yuan Jiaqi took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. The spacious bed was warm with a burning fire with neatly arranged bedding.
Qiao Mai took off her shoes and got on the bed. Yuan Jiaqi quickly joined her, massaging her shoulders.
"Tired?"
"Not too much."
"Get a good night's sleep."
"Have you sent the New Year's gift to our in-laws?"
"Not yet. I'm waiting for you. The preparations here are insufficient, and there are many gifts from last year we don't have."
"All right. I'll take care of it tomorrow."
The next day, while Qiao Mai was still asleep, Yuan Jiaqi quietly got up and left for morning court, careful not to disturb her rest.
When the sun was shining brightly, Qiao Mai opened her eyes. Old Master Wang, Old Mistress Wang, and the children were waiting for her in the living room.
She smiled, feeling grateful for having family waiting for her.
