She was too preoccupied to ask how there could be a girl at the Prefecture Academy, let alone why the Magistrate's own daughter was studying there.
A blast of cold wind swept up the withered leaves, sending them rustling to the ground. Chen Wanqing grabbed Zhao Jing's hand. "Let's get home first. We can talk then."
On the way home, Chen Wanqing explained why she was late. "Moonlight Fragrance is a huge success, so a lot of imitations have appeared on the market. Mr. Xie says that the Prefecture is full of hidden talents, and he's worried that if we don't improve the formula for Moonlight Fragrance, someone is bound to figure it out sooner or later. I was just out in the market collecting those knockoffs today. See? I managed to gather quite a few."
Following behind Chen Wanqing was a stout, burly woman. She carried a basket covered with a cloth, obscuring whatever was inside.
