The dusk was deepening, and the remaining light bathed the glazed tiles of the Prince Nine's Mansion in a warm golden hue.
As Chu Zhiyuan stepped out of the Light Gate, You Lan, accompanied by Xiao Zhu and two other maids, was already waiting in the courtyard.
The three women stepped forward to attend to his dressing and washing.
After freshening up, he went to sit in the small pavilion within the garden.
Several maids glided in gracefully and quietly, their movements effortless, quickly filling the stone table with an array of aromatic, enticing dishes.
The jade cup was already filled with fine wine, emanating a rich fragrance and warm sheen in the sunset.
As he was about to enjoy his evening meal, Li Ningcui arrived.
In recent days, Zhu Yijing and Li Ningcui had been frequenting the Prince Mansion often; although they covered their tracks well each time, the frequent visits risked exposure.
