The weather was still good during the festival.
The next day dawned with the rosy light of morning covering the sky, and there wasn't a cloud in sight for thousands of miles.
It was Feng Yun's first stay at the Pei Residence, and it wasn't convenient to be as lazy as she was at Huaxi. She had instructed Xiaoman the night before to wake her early so she could get ready and pay her respects to Pei Chong, Pei Jue's father.
In the past at the Feng Residence, there had been many rules, and there were stiff protocols for morning and evening greetings. Feng Yun had always followed them, but she had grown lazy as the lady of her own home at Huaxi and would avoid them if she could.
She was of the philosophy, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do," and tried to be considerate in all aspects.
Unexpectedly, on her very first morning greeting, Pei Chong gave her a generous gift.