In a boudoir courtyard, enveloped by an Array and shimmering with Spiritual Light.
Before an Azure Jade Table, Ling Changqing sat in the center, flanked on both sides by rows of beautiful women dressed in magnificent, vibrant robes.
The voluptuous, bewitching, and strikingly dignified Ye Xinglan sat with an imposing air. Beside her was her sister, Ye Binghua, a peerless beauty like a lavish peony in full bloom. Further down sat the high-ranking Elders of the Ye Family, every one of them a legendary beauty.
However, their expressions were anything but pleasant, and they all radiated an accusatory air.
Meanwhile, Meng Qingyu, Qin Yanran, Zhang Mengyuan, and the other women sat on the opposite side of the table, looking somewhat vexed.
"…Meng Qingyu, I don't mean to criticize you!"
Ye Xinglan's brilliant, shining eyes continuously sized up Ling Changqing as she complained:
