The end of the sixteenth year of Yanhuang.
A few days before the ceremony to lay down her brush.
Huang Ting City lay blanketed in silver, the world all white.
Lin Feng cradled a cup of hot tea and watched the snow drifting outside. Lin Chun furrowed his brows as he wrestled with the account books, his eyebrows nearly knotting together. Before long, the clanging of metal rang out beyond the room. A maid lifted the heavy cloth curtain, and wind and snow blew inside.
Lin Feng knew who had arrived without even looking up.
"Sister-in-law, have you come to fetch Brother?"
Ever since Lu Ji and Lin Chun had entered into Union Marriage, she had bought another residence with her own money. It was not large, but it was well situated, close to both the Lin residence and her nephew's home, making it convenient to look after both sides. Lu Ji's nephew had little talent. After coming of age, he had arranged a marriage and wed; his bride was the orphaned daughter of one of Lu Ji's comrades-in-arms. Lu Ji did not want to meddle in her nephew's wife's running of the household, so she generally stayed away. Instead, she spent more time visiting Lin Chun and the Lin residence.
There were only a few people left in the Lin residence.
So Lin Feng had kept the side courtyard where Lin Chun used to live.
It made it easier for her brother and sister-in-law to come look after their great-grandparents.
"I'm not going back today." Lu Ji took off her cloak, dusted with snow, and handed it to a maid. Accepting the hot tea a servant brought her, she sat down. Seeing Lin Chun almost buried in the account books, she teased Lin Feng, "The accounts for the whole