Lakeside Pavilion was a viewing loft built by the lake, used for cooling off during the summer. Because today was New Year's Eve, each household had offered dumplings and burned incense, so the doors were open.
Mo Heng pushed open the door and made his way to the soft couch, lying down, "Qinqin! I'm thirsty!"
His plea for water sounded like a coquettish demand, which made Xie Yi's heart melt. They were again alone together, and her head was starting to spin. There was no tea in this courtyard, only dumplings and fruits offered outside.
After some thought, Xie Yi went to get an orange, peeled it, and fed it to him.
Mo Heng didn't open his mouth, "Water! I want water!"
Seeing that he was about to lose his temper, Xie Yi obliged and went out to look for water.
But as she approached the lakeside pavilion, people arrived, and she quickly hid behind a holly bush.
The conversation between two maidservants reached her, "Why is only Young Master Shen here? Where did the Marquis go?"
