Bai Zhi'er led Song Qingrui out of the tunnel.
Feng Fuce was still waiting not far from the courtyard.
"Brother Fu Ce, didn't attract any suspicion, right?" Bai Zhi'er ran over and walked with Feng Fuce towards the garden.
Feng Fuce said lightly, "No, just heard that the Great Qin Emperor came and the banquet started early."
Song Qingrui said happily, "Brother Ming Yang truly deserves to be the famed scholar of the Capital, even the Emperor personally came to attend his birthday banquet!"
Fortunately, when Bai Zhi'er and the others returned to the garden where the banquet was held, everyone was moving around toasting to each other.
No one noticed anything different about them.
Feng Fuce needed to sit at the male guests' table, sharing a table with the Princely Heir Ming Yang.
While Bai Zhi'er followed Song Qingrui, Song Qingying, and two other boudoir ladies at a table.
Song Qingying saw them return, her gentle words sounded mysteriously sarcastic.
