Moonlight tumbled in through the opened door of his chamber onto Bai Xiaochun as he stood there in a daze for a very long moment. Finally, he sighed, his life seemingly devoid of meaning.
"If I'd known this was going to happen, I wouldn't have pissed off so many women...." Depressed, he couldn't help but think that having one wife was definitely the best thing. Two was incredibly annoying, and three or more... was simply too dire of a situation to even think about.
"Xiaomei used to be great, but now she's been led astray by the other two." He had originally wanted to focus on meditation, but now simply couldn't focus. Eventually the sun began to rise. At that point, he looked down at his bag of holding and thought about the collection of love letters that had once been his pride and joy, that he had so often poured out of his bag of holding to dramatic effect, evoking looks of envy from onlookers.