As she passed a jewelry shop, she only paused briefly at the entrance and glanced at the silver hairpins and jade clasps in the display case without going inside.
Xiao Yun noticed that her gaze lingered a little longer on one particular silver hairpin.
Near noon, the two sat down at a noodle shop on a street corner and ordered two bowls of clear broth noodles. They sat facing each other without any unnecessary conversation.
Xiao Yun finished his portion in a few bites, then smiled as he watched Sheng Minglan eat her noodles, noticing a few drops of clear broth on her face.
Xiao Yun reached out and gently wiped the broth from Sheng Minglan's face.
When Xiao Yun reached toward her, Sheng Minglan did not understand what he was doing.
But when she felt him wiping her face, it immediately grew warm, and her entire face quickly flushed red. At the same time, she felt immensely happy and gave Xiao Yun a sweet smile.
Their interaction was immediately noticed by the nearby diners, who all looked on with amusement and began teasing them.
Hearing this, Sheng Minglan looked around, became embarrassed, hurriedly finished her noodles, and pulled Xiao Yun out of the noodle shop.
Back on the street, Sheng Minglan put the roll of blue cloth and half a bag of roasted almonds into the cloth bag she carried with her. Beneath the afternoon sun, they slowly walked back the way they had come, their pace slower than it had been that morning, her left hand still interlocked with Xiao Yun's.
When they returned to the side gate of the Lord's Mansion, she released his hand first and stood on the threshold, lowering her head as she undid her illusion and restored her clothes and accessories to how