I heard that Kong Sen had pulled some strings and returned to the Capital City.
That's how it was with an official's career. It might be smooth sailing at first, but a single misstep could leave you stuck in the same place for years.
Everyone raised their glasses, and even Sister Qiao, who usually didn't drink, indulged in a few extra cups.
The courtyard only returned to silence after the New Year's vigil had ended.
Bai Yuan had served wine strong enough to inebriate a Martial Artist. Now, Sister Qiao's flushed face was utterly charming, making her look more beautiful than ever.
"Brother Yuan..."
She struggled lazily in Bai Yuan's arms like a kitten but couldn't break free from his firm chest.
"Sister Qiao, it's time for bed."
...
After New Year's Day came the Spring Equinox.
