Jinxi washed her face again, and came out with Lila, and sat in the east wing where the third-day bathing ceremony had just been held.
The altar and god tablets on top had not been removed yet, and the whole house was filled with the smell of incense and mugwort.
A maid came up and served tea. At that moment, footsteps were heard outside, and the son of Yichun Marquis and Martin walked in one after another.
The prince of Yichun Marquis was in high spirits because of the happy event. He probably drank a lot of wine, and his thick face was as red as a plump red persimmon.
Compared with him, Martin looked even more handsome, as graceful as a bamboo under the moon, and his temperament was as outstanding as a white crane standing beside a chicken.
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