The maid replied without hesitation: "The one being sought is the family head."
Yue Gongli laughed heartily, pinched the maid's adorable cheek, and after standing up, someone draped a robe over him:
"The intention of the drunkard is not in the wine, my little Ping'er!"
"No, you silly little pig."
...
"Brother Zhiyao, a message has come from the Tingyu Pavilion, and Young Master Li will arrive soon, please wait for a moment."
In the reception hall, Yuegong Kui personally brought over a plate of exquisite pastries from the main seat and placed it smilingly on the table beside Hua Zhiyao.
"Here, Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe's osmanthus cake, Brother Zhiyao, have a taste."
He did not sit in the main seat but stood by the table.
Gesturing for him to taste it, he first picked a piece of osmanthus cake and ate it with tea.
With a look as if engaging in a casual chat with an old friend.
