The laughter of Yiyun, which had been so radiant a moment ago, suddenly became stiff, and a flash of light darted through her eyes before quickly disappearing.

Xiahou Wenyu gazed at Feng Xuxu before her, her expression complex, uncertain of what emotions to express at this moment.

"Miss Xiahou, you are as beautiful as ever." As the host, Feng Xuxu took the initiative to greet her.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Feng." Xiahou Wenyu returned with a genuine smile, wishing she could burrow into the ground when she recalled her own past words.

"Sister Yiyun." Shangguan Manling hurried over to Yiyun, leading her maid by the hand.

"Sister Manling? Didn’t you say you weren’t coming yesterday?" Yiyun looked at Shangguan Manling with surprise.

"Hmph, it was all because of my elder brother insisting on me coming." She pouted and glared at Feng Xuxu with dissatisfaction.

"Glaring is of no use; nobody invited you anyway." Xiahou Wenyu, disliking Shangguan Manling’s arrogance, couldn’t help but retort.

"You, hmph, it’s my own wish, what can you do about it?" Shangguan Manling raised her chin defiantly and challenged Xiahou Wenyu.

Xiahou Wenyu simply rolled her eyes, "Childish." Turning her head, she saw a crowd gathered around Feng Xuxu and decided to walk around the yard with her maid.

"Hey, you..." Shangguan Manling stepped forward to grab Xiahou Wenyu but was stopped by Duanmu Yiyun.

"Sister Ling, let it be. Don’t bother with her. Today, you mustn’t be capricious, or else, watch out for the Charm King," she then made a slicing gesture across her neck.

On hearing this, Shangguan Manling shuddered. Although she hadn’t seen it herself last time, the story her brother recounted scared her into having nightmares for three days.

Beitang Qinmeng watched the two with amusement and shook her head, then led her maid with a gift to congratulate Feng Xuxu.

"Miss Feng, I’m Beitang Qinmeng. Congratulations to you." Qinmeng gently bowed, while her maid behind her handed the gift to Mei Lenglei.

Clothed in simple, pale blue attire, with fair skin and a gentle voice, she was a very beautiful young girl.

"Thank you," Feng Xuxu replied with a faint smile, returning half a bow.

"Seeing is believing. Not only are you gifted and beautiful, Miss Feng, but you also brew a fine wine. I’m truly impressed," Qinmeng said with a light smile, warming like a spring breeze.

"Hehe, Miss Beitang is too kind. I’ve heard that Miss Beitang’s medical skills are exceptional, capable of saving a life as long as there’s a breath left. I too am in great admiration."

"Pfft, hehehe, let’s not call each other by formal titles, it sounds rather troublesome. Why don’t you call me Qinmeng, and I’ll call you Xuxu, how about that?"

"Qinmeng."

"Xuxu." The two looked at each other and chuckled with pursed lips.

"Sister Qinmeng, I’m Tinglan," Feng Xuxu’s maid Tinglan, who had been watching Beitang Qinmeng for a while, suddenly spoke up.

Qinmeng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "What a good girl, Tinglan."

"Hehe, it’s quite lively here today. It seems we are a bit late." Xiu Yang, Nangong Yelan, Zhao Ruoyu, Xue Lingwei, and Bai Rui had already arrived as they spoke.

"You’ve arrived just in time," Feng Xuxu replied with a light smile.

"I am Xiu Yang. Let me introduce everyone: the one in yellow is Nangong Yelan, in white is Zhao Ruoyu, in purple is Xue Lingwei, and in pink is Bai Rui." He took Feng Xuxu’s hand familiarly.

"Greetings to you all. Today, here at Xuanyuan Mansion, make sure to eat well, drink well, and have a great time. Should there be any shortcomings in our hospitality, I ask for your understanding," Feng Xuxu bowed slightly as she spoke.

"Miss Feng, you’re too courteous. Rest assured, we’ll definitely enjoy ourselves," Zhao Ruoyu covered her mouth, giggling.