A fine rain began to fall from the sky. At dawn, Qin Yao donned a cloak and bamboo hat and rode out of the village on horseback.
Liu Ji stood on the flat by his doorstep, sending her off from afar. Only after she disappeared did he happily bounce back inside.
Thinking that Qin Yao would be away from home for several days and that he was in charge of the house, Liu Ji almost laughed out loud with his hand over his mouth.
He weighed the two taels of silver she had given before leaving and couldn't help but smile even wider.
Qi Xian was sitting in the main room, lighting a candle to read when he saw the petty look of someone in the courtyard. He shook his head helplessly, thinking how the monkey plays king when there's no tiger in the mountains.
The whole day was gloomy due to the rain. Qin Yao rode swiftly and by noon arrived at Gao Yicheng's posthouse.
