Three days flew by like a fleeting moment, and in the blink of an eye, it was Princess Changle's twenty-fourth birthday.
At dawn, the Champion Marquis Mansion was already decorated with lanterns and streamers, the two stone lions at the vermilion-painted gate were adorned with red cloth, and even the lanterns under the eaves were exchanged for a gold-trimmed design.
When the sun had risen in the sky, Han Lei was still dressed as a chubby young man. Wrapped in a black cloak, she had been standing under a tree at the street corner for half an hour.
The telescope in her hand gleamed with a cold light in the morning sun, capturing the movements in front of the mansion's entrance.
"I see Mr. Wei's family has already gone inside," Han Lei commented while observing the scene ahead.
"Yes!"
Da Si, dressed as a servant, leaned against the wall at the street corner and nodded lightly.
