And so, the two of them began chatting passionately.
From noon to afternoon, their conversation continued, until evening when it was time for dinner. Night was almost upon them.
At this point, somebody in the Prefect's residence couldn't sit idly.
...
"Father, you're working so late again."
From afar, a crisp and pleasant voice was heard.
Lu Yuan, who was meditating nearby, opened his eyes upon hearing the noise. He saw a yellow dress fluttering in, followed by a fragrant breeze.
A beautiful young woman, around the age of 28, walked into the room with an irritated look on her face as she looked at Cui Changqing.
"Wenxiu."
Upon hearing the voice, Prefect Cui came back to his senses and looked a little embarrassed as he realized it was his daughter.
"There are guests." Cui Wenxiu noticed the presence of two people in the room, realizing that she had come at an inopportune time and became somewhat embarrassed.