Jiang Mingwei was not surprised to hear that. This winter was rather worrying and the matter of the disaster victims in the capital had not been settled yet. Since ancient times, the palace had always attached importance to spirits and Gods. It was not difficult to understand that the Emperor wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of bad luck.
Jiang Mingwei nodded and said, âI have taken note of that. Apart from New Yearâs Eve and the actual day itself, is there anything else I should pay attention to?â
Xie Xuanji was now the Emperorâs most important son. At this kind of big banquet, Jiang Mingwei would be the focus of attention, so of course she couldnât afford to be careless.
Xie Xuanji paused for a while and said cryptically, âRecently, it seems that I havenât seen my Second Brother for a long time.â
At this moment in the Yulin Palace, Mu Mingtang had just woken up.
She rubbed her waist and really didnât even have the strength to get up. Xie Xuanchen had been eager to feed his pleasure and became increasingly unrestrained to the point where Mu Mingtang passed out from exhaustion every time. When she woke up the next day, her waist and legs were sore.
Xie Xuanchen was especially excessive yesterday. When Mu Mingtang woke up, she couldnât use her waist at all. Xie Xuanchen said he was rubbing it for her and she was powerless to resist, so she just let him do so and only decided to get up at this hour.
Mu Mingtang leaned in front of the dressing table and tied her hair, covering her mouth and yawning while doing her makeup. The servants saw the misty eyes of the Princess as they all blushed and dared not look any more.