After dinner, Dong Yuanyao took Daohua back to her own courtyard.
By then, the maids had prepared all the washing necessities and a change of clothes.
"We're about the same size, so later you can wear my clothes. Don't worry, all of them are newly made."
Daohua smiled, "I wouldn't mind at all."
Dong Yuanyao huffed with pretend annoyance, but her face was smiling. She liked Yan Yiyi's straightforwardness. Since she had already accepted Yan Yiyi as a sister, of course she wouldn't want formalities between them.
She had entertained many young ladies from other families, but they were all either overly restrained or affectedly coy. Every time she dealt with them, she ended up exhausted.
The way Yan Yiyi was, so direct and open, suited her just fine.
"Miss, the bathwater is ready, you can change and take a bath now."
Dong Yuanyao glanced at the bathing chamber and then her eyes gleamed with mischief. She smiled at Daohua and raised an eyebrow, "Together?"