The carriage stopped in front of the Duke Shun Mansion.
Wei Zhao assisted Shen Jin down.
Shen Jin knew there were still many matters to handle in the palace, fearing to delay Wei Zhao's affairs. Just as she was about to speak to let him attend to his business,
Yu Tingwan appeared at the door, her sight fleetingly scanning the man, seeing him safe and sound, her heart settled.
She lifted her skirt, running down the steps with a cheerful smile.
"Aunt, have you had breakfast?"
"I had some pastries on the way."
Yu Tingwan acted sweetly: "I prepared those pastries!"
"You are very thoughtful."
Yu Tingwan also thought so, nodding heavily, not forgetting to put down Wei Zhao.
"He's a man, naturally not as considerate as I am."
Wei Zhao chuckled in anger: …
Convinced.
Yu Tingwan: "Uncle's courtyard has been tidied up early. The layout and furnishings are still the same, the old items have all been kept."
