Dongxue and Xia Zhu exchanged glances, keeping their distance. This was the horse ranch at the foot of the hot spring mountain. The house drew in hot spring water, yet Dongxue and Xia Zhu did not dare stray too far. Originally, they had been waiting under the corridors, but later decided to move near the Moon Gate, keeping themselves far away. The two had cared for Feng Shu since they were young and were exceedingly protective of their dear mistress. Although there was some unspoken criticism about this matter, neither dared to intervene.
Luckily, the wedding was just half a month away.
As long as the Eldest Young Master didn't mind, what could anyone else say?
The third period of night had already passed. Sounds from inside came intermittently. It seemed Xie Zhang was carrying Feng Shu into the hot spring pool to wash up. Dongxue and Xia Zhu blushed furiously, grateful that it had finally come to an end.
