Allowing herself to be embraced by her husband, her face was lovingly caressed by him.
The onlookers suddenly shivered intensely, realizing there was no more drama to watch. Disappointed, they all dispersed.
For Shu Ci, it was the first time experiencing something so novel; she found it quite amusing to sit with these elderly women, munching sunflower seeds and watching the village spectacle.
Even as these women left unsatisfied, she still felt a lingering interest, her mind subtly elevated amidst the worldly chaos.
She brushed off the sunflower seed shells from her dress, held her wooden basin, and walked away gracefully, swaying with each step.
Baili An was sitting in the yard, having received a letter back from his mother, and felt at ease knowing all was well on that side.
He glanced up at the sky; the twilight had deepened, and the distant mountains echoed with the gentle sound of the evening bell.
