The not-too-bright light filtered through the thick clouds and shone onto the bluestone floor outside the silk shop. The silks inside gave off a faint halo beneath those wisps of light, making the finest Suzhou-Hangzhou silk shimmer with dazzling radiance.
It was not peak business hours, so aside from Gao Dafu bustling around behind a mother and daughter who were buying silk, everyone else was lazily dozing off. Spring fatigue and autumn drowsiness aside, this cold, gloomy, mist-laden weather was especially dispiriting.
Li Mu Yang was not sleepy. He simply felt bored. Every time he came to the capital, it was to handle important matters, yet to conceal his identity, he had been assigned the role of a silk-shop assistant to while away the time. Was that really necessary?
Just as Li Mu Yang was trying to find an excuse to slip away, a line of luxurious carriages clattered to a stop outside the silk shop.
Mo Li, who had been poring over the accounts, knew that a big customer had arrived. His eyes widened, and he barked, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and welcome the distinguished guests."
Chen Goudan tugged Li Mu Yang along and hurried outside.
While Li Mu Yang was still dazed, he saw the extraordinarily familiar girl in red leap down from one of the carriages.
Chu Ning!
Princess Chu Ning of the Xifeng Empire!
They had parted ways at Starry Sky Academy, yet who would have thought they would meet again today in this tiny silk shop?
The Lu Clan had fallen, Lu Xingkong had died in battle, Lu Qingming had been gravely wounded, and the Lu Clan had been thoroughly purged from the Xifeng Empire's circle of power. The Lu Clan could be called the greatest loser of all.
But how much