My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Chapter 58 Guests have all arrived, and the auspicious hour has come.

A silver-clad landscape reflects the magnificent buildings, while jade-carved railings exude auspicious air.

To prepare for the snow appreciation banquet, Yingxue Tower was decorated in an exceptionally splendid manner well in advance.

Outside the building, the world was a pristine white, with snowflakes fluttering down like jade flowers scattered from the heavens.

Inside the building, the windows were slightly ajar, and the faint fragrance of incense mingled with the scent of plum blossoms in the snow, creating a unique and elegant atmosphere.

The building was already decorated like a poem or a painting, with red silk hanging lightly and golden lamps swaying, every corner revealing exquisiteness and magnificence.

On the jade steps, snow spread silently like a velvet carpet, reflecting the outline of the magnificent palace, making one feel as if they were in a painting.

The musicians played melodious music, adding a touch of elegance and charm to the grand banquet.

The first to arrive were the descendants of ordinary noble families and powerful officials in the capital, as well as a few outstanding talents who had been invited because of their great reputation.

The building was bustling with guests, all of whom were literati and scholars. They spoke in hushed tones or recited poems, creating a lively yet elegant atmosphere.

Many people are eagerly anticipating the appearance of the main figures at the banquet.

Finally, a magnificently decorated carriage slowly approached, its insignia indicating that it belonged to the Duke of Qi's household.

The car door opened slightly, and a woman stepped out gracefully, drawing the attention of everyone.

She wore a light green silk skirt, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, like a willow branch in spring, graceful and charming.

Her appearance was outstanding, as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her light green dress seemed to be just a green leaf to set off her beautiful face.

Countless eyes were drawn to her. Rong Chun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a bright smile: "I never expected that I would be the first to arrive."

She moved gracefully into Yingxue Tower.

A female official led her to the fifth floor.

That's the top floor of Yingxue Tower, a bright and open space with the best view.

Rong Chun casually chose a seat in the front row and sat down.

Her arrival made everyone even more excited for the upcoming banquet.

"Miss Rong Chun is so beautiful and charming, she can be called the most beautiful woman in the capital."

"In my opinion, Miss Rongchun and Princess Jin'an each have their own merits and should be called the two beauties."

"I wonder what the program of today's snow appreciation banquet will be. If it involves composing poems or essays, I will certainly present one to Miss Rongchun!"

"I would also like to dedicate a poem to Miss Rongchun."

As the crowd discussed the matter, another carriage slowly came to a stop.

The carriage wasn't as ornate as the one belonging to the Duke of Qi's mansion, and even the family crest was barely visible. But for the people of Shenjing, the carriage was still easy to recognize.

"It's the Prince of Qin's residence!"

"I really didn't expect to arrive at the Prince of Qin's residence so early!"

A man and a woman from the Prince of Qin's residence stepped off the carriage. They had similar faces, were both dressed in simple white clothes, and had a scholarly air about them.

It was Jiang Zhibai, the heir of the Prince of Qin's mansion, and his younger sister Jiang Zhilan.

The murmurs among the crowd noticeably subsided when they faced the Prince of Qin's residence.

The two went up to the fifth floor, where Rong Chun greeted them and said with a smile, "Brother Bai, you've come so early today. It seems that Sister Lan won the bet today."

Jiang Zhibai unfolded his folding fan, on which were written the four characters "Number One Under Heaven" in black characters on a white background, which showed his arrogance.

He said frankly, "I'm willing to accept defeat. Today I'll listen to Lanmei, talk less and observe more, and avoid causing trouble."

"Luckily, Lanmei won, otherwise who knows what you would have done today," Rong Chun said with a coquettish smile, covering her mouth.

"Sigh." Jiang Zhibai sighed silently, fanning himself with a folding fan.

Jiang Zhilan, standing beside him, remained expressionless and calmly said, "I plan to stay for a while and then leave. It seems that Sister Rongchun wants to 'challenge' me?"

"What competition? It's just that I'm bored at home," Rong Chun said with a smile.

She, Jiang Jin'an, and Xu Ruoruo from the Duke of Li's mansion were all "old friends," and every time they met, they would argue and bicker.

"A fighting match? There's a martial arts fight today?" A young man's voice came from the stairs.

The three looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zheng Mingxuan from the Duke of Ying's mansion. He had a handsome face, was tall and strong, and did not look like a frail scholar.

"Oh, General Zheng is already here. It seems it's almost time." At this point, Rong Chun said with some puzzlement, "Xu Ruoruo is one thing, that lazy person is always the last to arrive. Why is Jiang Jin'an so late too? Today is her treat."

Jiang Zhilan thought for a moment and said, "The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion didn't arrive either. Sister forgot about them."

Upon hearing this, Rong Chun simply smiled politely and did not respond.

She didn't believe that the current Duke Zhenguo's mansion could be considered their equal or comparable.

However, "Four Kings and Eight Dukes" does sound better than "Four Kings and Seven Dukes".

Seeing that the three of them were chatting together and ignoring him, Zheng Mingxuan decided not to join them and make a fool of himself, so he found a secluded corner to sit down.

He never wanted to come, and he couldn't be bothered to be polite with these people. They spoke in riddles and were full of hidden agendas; it was exhausting to listen to them.

A while later, the people from the Duke of Liguo's mansion arrived.

Xu Ruoruo, a round-faced girl, carefully led her younger brother Xu Yun up to the fifth floor.

"H-Hello everyone," she greeted nervously.

The Jiang siblings from the Prince of Qin's mansion returned her greeting.

Rong Chun smiled at her, but her smile seemed to hide a knife.

Zheng Mingxuan sat in the distance, and seeing that Xu Ruoruo hadn't noticed him, he didn't even get up.

Xu Yun was only seven years old and was not suitable to attend such an occasion, but Xu Ruoruo was worried about leaving him at home, so she brought him to the snow appreciation banquet.

Seeing Rong Chun sitting in the front row, Xu Ruoruo consciously chose a seat a little further away.

Rong Chun squinted, about to say something, when the female official announced, "The auspicious time has arrived!"

So the entrance to the fifth floor was opened, and guests who received the princess's invitation could enter the fifth floor by showing their invitation. However, seating was limited and on a first-come, first-served basis. Once full, guests could only sit on the remaining four floors.

At this moment, the carriage of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion finally arrived at Yingxue Tower after a hurried journey.

Chu Lin, leading Chu Wen'er, pushed through the crowd, holding up the invitation and loudly announcing, "The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has arrived! Make way!"

Chu Wen'er imitated him and shouted, "Make way!"