The street was bustling and lively.
Yu Tingwan wouldn't dare to go to the execution ground to watch heads rolling, a bloody scene.
She was enjoying a rare moment of leisure at a tea house across the street, waiting for Wei Zhao to finish his business. However, she noticed a throng of people below the window, with many women heading next door.
It was quite lively.
"What kind of shop is that?"
Tan Jiang said, "I'll go and find out."
The waiter bringing over the tea snacks noticed Yu Tingwan's fine attire and smiled, "You may not know, but that's a rouge shop, just opened a few days ago, and it's doing unusually well."
"The prices are steep, but the quality of the rouge is outstanding. They have goods from Jiangnan and the Western Regions. There's a vast array of styles."
No wonder.
Yu Tingwan nodded, indicating she understood, but had no urge to go down and purchase anything.
After the waiter left, Yu Tingwan picked up a piece of pastry and took small bites.
