Today is already noon, the Plum Banquet inside the palace is about to begin soon, and the feast is set at the pavilion outside. The young ladies are at Cai Yue Pavilion, while the young masters are at Waterside Pavilion. With genders separated and each occupying a pavilion, they can see each other across Winter Lake, avoiding any impropriety, a truly thoughtful arrangement.
The wind over the lake is strong, screens are placed on both sides of the pavilion where the young ladies sit, and at the central table sit eight noble women, yet none of them have an appetite for the steaming hotpot in front of them, their eyes fixated on the opposite pavilion.
