Zhao Qingxue's people arrived first, so they occupied the East Courtyard.
Tian Yuan's people occupied the West Courtyard.
On the other side, Tian Yuan sat boldly beside Li Xuan, welcoming guests alongside Li Xuan and Zhao Qingxue.
The guests bowed and addressed them as "Greetings, ladies," without daring to distinguish between them.
And thus... a busy day passed.
Night fell...
Just as the two women were wondering who Prince Qing would favor tonight, Li Xuan, citing "no favoritism, no precedence," pulled both ladies onto the bed, wanting to enjoy the pleasures of having them both.
Though Tian Yuan felt her husband's strength, she maintained her gentle wife's demeanor, accepting everything, positioning a pillow under her hips, earnestly wishing to conceive early for Li Xuan.
In contrast, the Little Princess initially gritted her teeth, bracing herself as though facing death. But soon she started pleading, "slow down, it's broken, I beg you," and the like.
