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Chapter 104 Pania's Moonlight

The carriage traveled for about two more hours, and the noise outside gradually increased.

Pania arrived at the city of Muvi in ​​her carriage.

Puvili lifted the curtain and glanced outside, then turned back and said, "Devi, there are many people welcoming us outside the city, including my Dali. Good heavens, he used to be the lord of a city, but now he's welcoming you, Devi."

Pania remained silent, somewhat dazed. The last time she came to Muvi City, Andali welcomed her when she was a child, with her father by her side.

At that time, Odali still faithfully said that when Xiao Dewei grew up and got married, he would personally escort her to the wedding. After his father died, this naturally became empty talk. Odali had become the lord of a city, so naturally he would not escort her to the wedding as a subordinate. Piwei behaved a little better. When her wedding procession passed through Mumen City, she even went out of the city to greet and see her off.

But ultimately, these people's attitude towards her was far less than when her father was alive.

But now, these people remember that she is Devi.

Pania's face flushed slightly, an unnatural blush of joy. Her eyes, with their upturned corners conveying a dignified air, looked at Puvilie and said, "A woman's glory is given by her father and husband. Now I'm so glad, Puvilie, that they've remembered who I am—"

After saying that, she straightened her sari and got off the carriage.

A large crowd had already gathered outside the carriage, including Andali and various veterans who had served under Pania's father.

After getting off the carriage, Pania glanced at the crowd but didn't see Li Wei.

"Welcome, Devi." It was Omdali who took the lead in stepping forward to bow, and the people behind her followed suit. Omdali's face was full of respect.

Pania smiled, returned a standard aristocratic bow, and said softly, "Uncle Dali, there's no need for that. Please rise."

Andali straightened up and exclaimed, "Devi still remembers me? I still remember when Lord Kaneruch brought you here, you were so little—"

Andali rambled on about what happened back then, how Lord Kaniluk was back then, how Pania was when she was little, and finally, as Andali spoke, his eyes even turned red, saying that he always remembered that when he was just a lowly soldier wearing only this cloth armor, it was Lord Kaniluk who promoted him.

Pania listened with a polite smile, remaining silent and nodding occasionally as if agreeing with Andali's words.

Of course she knew why Dali was saying these things to her.

But she still enjoyed listening; she enjoyed hearing these people speak well of her father in front of her.

She enjoyed it and was grateful. She knew that without Livy, Dali would never have bowed respectfully to her and spoken of Kaneruch's story from back then.

Thinking this way, she suddenly felt like ending the pointless pleasantries and networking; she now had something more she wanted to do.

"Where is Livisalma?" After exchanging some pleasantries with Andal and a few generals, Pania tidied her wind-blown hair and asked casually.

One of the generals replied that Livisarma seemed to still be practicing in the mansion.

Pania gave an "oh," looking a little disappointed, then looked up at Muwei City in front of her.

Her hand gently moved down and covered her lower abdomen.

There, something has already formed.

Warm and gentle, like a tiny ball of light.

Moonlight.

It's already perfect.

She stood there, gazing at the outline of the city in the distance, then turning to look at the respectful figure before her, watching the sunset paint everything in gold.

The wind lifted her sari, and the hem of her skirt fluttered gently.

She didn't speak, but her hand remained on her lower abdomen.

long time.

"Let's go into town—" Pania said with a smile; she wanted to do something.

"What are you doing here!?"

To Pania's surprise, just as she was about to enter the city gate, Li Wei arrived unexpectedly.

She was a little disappointed when she heard that he hadn't come to pick her up, so she was naturally happy that he had come.

Li Wei said to Pania with a hint of sarcasm that if he hadn't come, people would have thought that she, as the lady of the house, was out of favor.

Normally, Pania would be embarrassed and annoyed to hear such words, and might even glare back, saying something like, "What do you mean, 'your husband'?"

She was a person, but this time she looked at Li Wei quietly with a smile.

Finally, Li Wei and Pania led Andali and a group of generals back to the city, where a banquet was held.

Some nobles from Muwei City and some nobles from Mumeng City attended the banquet.

This banquet was not only to welcome Pania back, but Li Wei also wanted to use it to unite some of the nobles in the two cities.

It's somewhat similar to how business is facilitated at banquets; people drink, eat, and watch dances, and relationships naturally develop.

Li Shimin loved to hold banquets because they could win people's hearts, consolidate imperial power, and demonstrate authority.

There was even one mistake. In the sixth year of the Zhenguan era, Emperor Taizong held a grand banquet for his officials at Qingshan Palace. During the banquet, Yuchi Gong, dissatisfied with the seating arrangement, punched Prince Li Daozong, who was trying to mediate the fight.

All I can say is that a fierce general truly lives up to his name.

At the banquet, Li Wei and Pania were seated at the head table for men and women respectively. A group of noblewomen surrounded Pania, flattering her, and Pania responded politely and courteously to each of them.

The banquet lasted for about two hours before it ended, and Li Wei and Pania returned to the old city lord's mansion.

It's not the city lord's mansion of Dali, but the place where Kanirulch lived back then.

Looking at the familiar place before her, Pania felt both happy and sad. She never imagined that she would return here one day.

She spent part of her childhood here with her father.

And all of this was because Li Wei had conquered Muwei City; otherwise, she would never have been able to return to the place where she had lived as a child. Thinking of this, she said, "Salma, have some Miji tea—"

Miji tea is a tea-like beverage with added cardamom and cloves.

"Would you like some tea?" Li Wei thought for a moment, then nodded, and the two of them went into the bedroom together.

Pania first took out a tea set, with her back to Levi.

Li Wei could see her long, black hair cascading down her back.

The afternoon sun shone through the eaves of the west window, enveloping her in a soft halo. Her dark dress was the color of autumn fragrance, made of soft, thick fabric. As she leaned forward slightly, it curved gently from her shoulder blades to her waist.

The arc was extremely still, as still as a blank stroke in an ancient painting.

"Let's use this way of pouring tea," Li Wei said.

"This—" Pania was a little embarrassed, as she felt this was not the proper way to pour tea according to the tea manual.

But then she thought about what she had experienced today, how those people spoke highly of her father in front of her, and how she felt like she had returned to the place where she had lived as a child. She was truly grateful to Li Wei.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded gently.

The process of pouring and arranging tea is quite elegant.

Li Wei saw Panya raise her right hand, her sleeve slipping down slightly to reveal a section of her wrist. Her wrist was slender yet very steady. She picked up the handle of the teapot with two fingers, not in a hurry to pour water, but lingered in the air for a moment, as if waiting for the steam from the boiling water to reach its most subdued moment.

Then the tea flowed down.

A thin white ribbon fell into the cup, the sound initially clear and bright, gradually turning deep and subtle. At the same time, her left hand moved, using a tea whisk to slowly whisk the cup. The range of her wrist rotation was extremely small, yet even and meticulous, as if she were performing some ancient ritual. Steam rose up, blurring the outline of half of her profile, leaving only her lowered eyelashes visible.

The tea foam floated to the surface, fine and white like accumulated snow.

Finally, she put down the teapot, picked up the teacup with both hands, and instead of drinking it immediately, she took a closer look at the shape of the foam before lowering her head and taking a small sip.

"This tea is a bit tiring." The next morning, Li Wei got up. He thought he had drunk Miji tea four times yesterday.

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