"We're here," the woman reminded her softly.
Ming Lingyi lifted the carriage curtain and saw an elegant villa hidden deep within a plum grove. At the courtyard gate, Zhuang Ruyun, wrapped in a moon-white cloak, was looking over with a smile.
"You're finally here." Zhuang Ruyun came forward and took her hand, her eyes filled with mirth. "When I received your letter, I thought someone was playing a trick on me!"
Ming Lingyi also smiled. "Didn't we make a promise? That if I came to Jiangnan, I would surely come and impose on you for a bit. And as an outsider, I need a local to show me the sights of Jiangnan." As she spoke, she presented a jade folding fan her mother had prepared. "I'm just visiting today, and my family didn't have anything particularly special to offer. This folded fan... Miss Zhuang, please see if it's to your liking."
