“Distribute the food among the soldiers,” Yun Yuqing ordered the maids after they entered the courtyard.

In a nearby room, Sang Qian sighed. Even her voice was so beautiful... His body was about to go weak just from hearing her voice! Sigh, how lucky her husband must be, to be able to touch her soft body whenever he wants to, and hear her warm words of love.

Meanwhile, in the next room over, Sang Hong was much calmer than his son, who was panting heavily. Madam Wu was indeed beautiful, but she wasn’t as tempting to someone of his age and mental fortitude.

Instead, something else piqued his curiosity. The Wu Manor seemed a little too enthusiastic about all of this. It would have been enough for some servants to bring over the food. Why did Madam Qi have to come personally? It’s all a little strange…

The most chilled out person was none other than...