Shen Yinning gazed at the birdcage.
This pair of precious White Feathered Parrots were once gifted by Lu Ying. They have already finished nibbling on strawberries and grapes and are now grooming their feathers inside the cage.
Yan Zheming's invitation to her was one thing, but to invite Lu Zhengliu at the same time?
Does he not know that she and Lu Zhengliu are not of the same ilk?
This is intriguing indeed.
The young girl's lips curled into a smile as she tossed another piece of apple into the birdcage. "Interesting. Tell the messenger I will attend the banquet in person."
On the night of the lantern festival, the Capital was brilliantly lit, with throngs of people thronging the streets.
Shen Yinning arrived by carriage at Eighteen Square Street, where Yan Zheming's decorated pleasure boat awaited by the riverbank.
A maidservant from Yan Country respectfully led her onto the boat.
