Wen Caishang softly said, "Xiaotuan, please escort City Lord He into the pavilion to take a seat and wait for a moment. I need to make some preparations." She stepped toward the bedroom, her robes fluttering, leaving behind a fragrant breeze.
The pavilion's scenery was delightful, like a spring day, with mist diffusing. On the second floor, a waterfall cascaded, intertwined vines, flowers competing to bloom, all arranged with exquisite skill.
He Wentian, with a harmonious smile, clad in splendid attire, his face square and dignified, elegant and handsome, glanced around at the pavilion's view, and couldn't help but admire, "Madam Wang is truly remarkable! The layout of this pavilion is indeed ingenious."
Xiaotuan said, "My lady always loves beauty, thus she has carefully prepared her appearance to meet Master Fu. We hope City Lord He doesn't mind the wait."
