C1664 Imprisonment

Inside the Mansion of King Yue, Yin was lying on a recliner in boredom. The furry cushion was soft and warm, and the heat emitted from the stove surrounded Yin. The maids sitting in the corner also wrapped themselves up. The red coats looked very festive. Only the Mansion could wear such good coats.

The maids sat in a circle and talked while helping the masters peel the nuts