After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Mo invited Xu Ying, Chu Ran, Zhihua, and other girls from the Copper Sparrow Platform to stay at the mansion.
Of course, it was just for them to stay overnight, not to have them live there permanently.
Everyone listened as the New Year's bell rang.
In Tianchuan City, there was no curfew. Whether they were noble families or common folks, no one was asleep. The whole city was brightly illuminated, and as the bell tolled from the Imperial Palace and slowly spread, the people cheered with joy at that moment.
The Fourth Year of Yong'an had arrived.
Since the turbulent times began, this was the first year that truly felt like a peaceful year.
Their faces beamed with radiant smiles. At least for the citizens of the capital, there was no longer a need to worry about food and clothing, nor did they have to fear being cut down on the streets without reason.
