The accounts at the border were more or less settled, and Yuanyuan had reached his full month.
Su Jin was a princess, and Yuanyuan was the Prince's eldest legitimate grandson, the grandson of Marquis Dongxiang.
His full-month celebration naturally had to be held with great pomp.
Su Jin had suffered plenty on her way to the border, and had also rendered a lot of service; whoever got slighted, it could not be her and her son.
Nanliang had sued for peace, Daqi had won a great victory, and they were going to hold a celebration banquet anyway.
Marquis Dongxiang and the Prince did some calculations and decided to combine the celebration banquet with Yuanyuan's full-month banquet.
Thus, on the day of Yuanyuan's full month, the camp was unprecedentedly lively.
Cups and chopsticks clinked, toasts went back and forth; it was bustling and merry.
Su Jin had been cooped up in the tent for a month and could finally come out.
