“What is it? You look like you are up to no good!” As soon she they entered the room, Cheng Xiao Xiao flung Mo Xuanzun’s arm away. She hasn’t gotten used to all the bodily contacts yet.

  “Xiao Xiao, I really was looking for you!” Mo Xuanzun pouted as though he was hurt that she didn’t believe him.

  “What now? Why are you always following me around?”


  Cheng Xiao Xiao ignored him and started walking toward her own building. As she was walking, she asked, “Where you are staying? Should I send some maid to wait on you?”


  “No, I don’t need maids. Just houseboys to take care of the courtyard will be sufficient. Xiao Xiao, I am staying in the guest building behind your quarters. You coming over to visit me whenever you have time will be enough!” Mo Xuanzun was grinning from ear to ear and followed happily behind her.

  “I don’t have time!”


  After hearing what he had said, Cheng Xiao Xiao’s mood improved all of a sudden for no obvious reasons. She didn’t even realized the corners of her mouth were lifted up.

  “Say, Xiao Xiao. I just noticed that none of the structures in our house are named, how come?” Mo Xuanzun suddenly remembered what he had noticed earlier.

  Walking in front of him, Cheng Xiao Xiao paused for a little bit. She had not noticed that at all. She couldn’t help but nodded, “Oh, we just finished with the constructions and hadn’t noticed that at all. Are you free all the time, why don’t you think of a few nice sounding names, preferably one for each building? We can then have Uncle Zhou make some signs and hang them up!”


  “No problem! I promise I will complete this assignment!”


  Mo Xuanzun was short of slamming on his own chest as he made his promise, then in an appeasing tone he asked, “Say, Xiao Xiao, what kind of names do you like? Should I name yours first?”


  “Oh? Sure! What are some names that you are thinking of?” Cheng Xiao Xiao’s interest was piqued, she hadn’t realized that she was now walking side by side with him.

  Having a eye-candy handsome man has never made her happier.

  “Hmmmm, let me think….” Mo Xuanzun pondered for a bit and said, “Xiao Xiao, how about Qing Pavillion?”1

  “So so!” Cheng Xiao Xiao struck it down immediately.

  “How about…. Yueming Pavillion?”2

  “It’s alright!”


  “Yubing Pavillion?”3

  Their random chitchatting was witnessed by everybody at the Cheng’s and, quickly, the words also spread to Cheng Biyuan and his wife. They were pleased of the development and genuinely hoped the two would grow closer.

  Mo Xuanzun, with his new assignment, finally had no more excuses to follow Cheng Xiao Xiao around anymore. She booted him into the study and told him he was not allowed to leave the study until he had written acceptable signs.

  Even though he wasn’t allowed to leave the study, the Cheng’s brothers, however, went to the study to keep him company and all of them enjoyed a swell time.

  Cheng Xiao Xiao returned to plotting flowers in her garden again as she listened to all the giggling coming inside the study. Without even noticing it, she was full of smiles.

  Mo Xuanzun spend the rest of the days and written several dozens of signs. Regardless of whether Cheng Xiao Xiao was happy with them or not, his father-in-law was happy with them and immediately told everyone to come and pick their favorites.

  Finally, Cheng Xiao Xiao ended with with Yuteng Pavillion and she was quite fond of it. Little Yuteng, on the other hand, grumbled that her name had turned into the name of her Mistress’s pavilion.

  Cheng Xiao Xiao smiled and comforted her. She explained to her that it was a good name because it suggested that it was the home to both of them.

  Little Yuteng thought about it for a bit and that reason seemed quite reasonable. She finally agreed to letting her name being used as the name of the pavilion and stopped trying to take it down.

  The days at the Cheng’s had been calm and happy, Mo Xuanzun had completely integrated with the Cheng’s. It seemed as though nobody had anything bad to say about him. Whenever his name was brought up, all they heard are praises; Cheng Xiao Xiao often times wondered to herself: What’s so good about this tool?