'But I have no idea what the situation in Beili is like. I'll have to ask Mrs. Qiao when I get home.'
The Upper Study Room was located to the front right of the palace gate's central axis.
Ji Qingwu had been walking quickly, but as she drew near, her pace slowed instead.
She steadied herself and, without looking away, headed straight for the entrance of the Upper Study Room.
The sleeves of Ji Qingwu's outfit were wider than usual. They billowed in the wind, giving her a lively and graceful air.
The windows of the Upper Study Room were open, so she could see clearly inside from the bottom of the steps. Mr. Qiao was not teaching today; another old master was assigning schoolwork.
Although she stood beneath the study room's window, Ji Qingwu's gaze kept drifting, almost unconsciously, toward the doors of the Diligent Governance Hall.
