「Time flew by unnoticed; today was already the eighth day of the imperial examination.」`
The morning had started off sunny enough, but in the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour began.
"I wonder how Wenheng is doing," Jin Qianqian murmured, pacing restlessly back and forth in the corridor as she stared out at the unrelenting rain.
She wondered if Gu Wenheng had been assigned to one of those hastily constructed thatched huts. They had visited the area back when those huts were being built. No matter how well they were put together, they were bound to leak in a downpour like this.
Inside the examination cells, the moment Gu Wenheng heard the PITTER-PATTER of rain against the roof, he quickly gathered up his completed exam papers and wrapped them securely in several layers of oiled paper.
Fortunately, he had already finished the papers handed out that morning. The ink had even dried, so rolling them up wouldn't ruin anything.
