The tale spoke of Ji Dongming, consumed by a fury that spanned the heavens, as he left the opulent courtyard and headed straight for the Narcissus Pavilion.
Maternal Aunt Qiao had been living quite comfortably these days, for no other reason than since the young miss had her reduced to commoner status, she had been clinging to Ji Dongming, requesting him to personally arrange for her two sons to be fostered in her own Narcissus Pavilion.
Naturally, the fact that she was now not of lowly status was also made known to Ji Dongming.
Ji Dongming did not know who had arranged it, but he was obviously very pleased with Maternal Aunt Qiao's change of status.
Upon entering the Narcissus Pavilion, he saw his two sons, Ji Yiwen and Ji Yiwu, studying, while Maternal Aunt Qiao supervised at the side. Their youthful voices reciting the classics had a charm of their own.
Although Ji Dongming had arrived in a rage, the scene before him suddenly filled him with a deep sense of emotion.
