"No, no, I must hurry and open the door!" Dong Xinyuan muttered as she rushed into the Xihui Courtyard, when suddenly, there were two slaps, someone banging on the door from the inside. "What’s going on, the door is locked?" Dong Huiying asked with a suspicious look inside the room. Outside, Dong Xinyuan froze for a moment, then she heard her older sister ask, "Is anyone there? Who locked it? Hurry, open the door." Initially planning to cover up by unlocking the door before her sister woke up, Dong Xinyuan now chickened out. She moved her chubby legs, stepping backward one step at a time. Dong Huiying had been knocking for quite a while, and receiving no response, she had no choice but — bang! Great, the door shattered, clanging as it hit the ground. Dong Xinyuan: "—Whoosh!!" Now if not the time to flee, then when? Too terrifying, her sister is just too frightening! Er Yuan looked guilty as a thief; what was that about? Little Brother Sannian glanced at his second sister fleeing in panic and then looked at his confused older sister in the room, giving a shy smile, his cheeks dimpling adorably. They say the new year brings new scenery, but for Dong Huiying, this year was truly thrilling! On the first day of the new year, she had been incredibly submissive all day, feeling like a villain, almost crushed by her sense of guilt. She put on a smile and was extraordinarily servile, helping Zhi Chen to serve soup and preparing medicine for Shu Yu while finding time to appease the scowling Shujun. Haoming had been staring at her all the while, and she couldn’t pretend not to notice. Yue Ning, on the other hand, seemed to have flipped a switch suddenly, sneakily stretching out his hand toward her, but before touching, he guiltily withdrew it. This repeated again and again, driving Yue Ning to desperation - she was genuinely at a loss for words. Yixuan walked toward her, holding a blanket of blue peony damask within his arms. "What’s this?" She looked at the blanket in Yixuan’s arms. He chuckled lightly, "This blanket was just sewn today. It’s a new year; cover with a new blanket, filled with new cotton. It should be more comfortable." Dong Huiying felt awkward making eye contact with Yixuan, mainly because the memory of waking up disheveled next to him was too embarrassing... She wanted to bury her face in her hands, wishing she could dig a hole and crawl into it. It was too vexing, heaven knows what else happened after she got drunk. Seeing her , Yixuan laughed again. After Yixuan left, Dong Huiying sat on a stool, her face distressed. The door creaked, startling her so much that she jumped up. Flustered, she turned around only to see Liang Zhichen walking toward her in an azure pine cotton robe, his long hair flowing like white snow. Her nervousness was imaginable. Speaking of which... that day in the cave, Zhichen had kissed her, which was akin to a confession. "Baobao?" Liang Zhichen looked at Dong Huiying, who was nervously clenching her small hands, her face fraught with embarrassment. His throat released a soft chuckle as he slowly approached her. She blinked, "I just feel like, from the moment I woke up today, it’s like I’ve been living a dream." She scratched her neck, then hesitantly said, "Zhichen, maybe you could pinch me?" Her face looked miserable, "I... I was too drunk yesterday, I can’t remember anything and, also... between us..." she glanced at Liang Zhichen’s arm, swallowing, "We didn’t do anything improper, did we?"