Capital City
Bai Xiao named their new home "Hongyuan" and personally inscribed the two big characters on a Phoebe zhennan wood board, then had a craftsman carve them and apply varnish. She was now standing on a ladder putting up the plaque.
"A little to the left, it's not straight."
"Almost there, hmm, a bit lower on the right."
"..."
Bai Xiao stood outside the door, directing.
To facilitate Young Master Ye's actions, Ah Hu specially moved a sun lamp for illumination.
Ye Huang finished hanging the plaque, jumped down the ladder, and looked at it together with Bai Xiao.
Under the light, the Phoebe zhennan wood gleamed with traces of gold, like golden patterns carved on polished wooden floors, shimmering with changing angles. The two characters "Hongyuan" danced like dragons and phoenixes, majestic and powerful, not like they were written by a woman at all.
"Wife, these characters are really well-written," Ye Huang sincerely praised.
