Xie Wanqing awkwardly patted the spot next to her, "Sister Xuan, sit for a while."
Pei Yuxuan sat down as instructed, her smile remaining undiminished. Xie Wanqing pushed her in annoyance, "Why are you laughing at me?"
"I'm not laughing at you; I'm laughing at my brother. Ever since I can remember, I've never seen him like this. If my mother finds out..."
She chuckled, seemingly recalling something, and said, "Next month, my mother is hosting a flower viewing banquet and is inviting the gentlemen and ladies from various families. Wanwan, you must come."
Xie Wanqing was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, but she didn't respond.
The idea that Princess Duan Yang organized a flower viewing banquet inviting the younger generation hardly needs explanation.
Over the years, such flower viewing banquets have been held several times each year, without exception, all for choosing a wife for Lu Ziyuan.
It's just unfortunate that it's never been successful.
