The night after the wedding, the Fu household finally settled into a rare quiet, but Bai Ming's room still held a soft, lingering warmth.
Lantern light glowed gently in the corners, casting a golden sheen across the wooden furniture, while the faint sound of distant laughter from the courtyard drifted in now and then, like echoes of a celebration that refused to fully fade.
Bai Ming had just finished changing out of her wedding attire when Fu Li and Fu Fei stepped into the room.
Both women leaned casually near the table, still carrying the relaxed amusement of everything that had unfolded earlier.
Fu Li crossed her arms lightly, shaking her head as she spoke.
"I still cannot believe tonight actually ended like this."
Fu Fei's lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk.
"And without a single person successfully ruining it."
Bai Ming let out a small breath of laughter as she sat down beside the bed, smoothing the fabric of her sleeve.
