The mistresses and maids went about their busy tasks.
Miao sat in the Flower Hall, her eyes closed in concentration. Quan Yin brought over a cup of hot tea, and Miao opened her eyes, leisurely blew on it, and took a sip.
Whether in the height of summer or the depth of winter, Miao loved hot tea. With a gulp, she felt her heart, liver, and lungs all at ease.
Mrs. Shen Changgen hurried in, bowed, and said, "Madam, the front has reported that Mr. Si has returned."
Miao frowned slightly and put the teacup down, "Yun Di has returned?"
"He has just entered the mansion."
Upon hearing this, Miao stood up, ready to go to the front.
Quan Yin stepped forward to support her, advising, "Madam, you hardly rested last night, and it's rare for you to have some peace now. Why not sit a while longer? Everything in Mr. Si's residence is well-prepared, so you need not worry."
