Facing the little gate, Li Ping'an took three steps back.
Then he began digging down at that spot.
Before long, he dug up a small box containing only a key.
With a click, he unlocked the gate.
The weeds in the courtyard showed clear signs of tending, and the water jar was filled to the brim with clear water.
Kitten curiously surveyed the little courtyard where Big Ping'an and Niu Niu had once lived.
So small~
Li Ping'an entered the house and looked around.
Nothing had been moved. Everything was just as he remembered.
Li Ping'an carried a stool into the courtyard and sat down, basking in the scorching sunlight unique to Anbei.
It was still that familiar air.
He closed his eyes, slowly savoring the feeling.
With a poof, Kitten turned into a Little Girl, fetched a broom, and began sweeping the dust off the floor.
Though the house was not exactly dirty, it certainly could not be called clean.
Kitten's hardworking instincts kicked in, and it seemed Kitten intended to clean the entire house, inside and out.
"When delight stirred, my sweet love happened past.
Joy filled my heart-how timely, my attentive darling.
If only I could hold you sitting in my arms..."
Zhang Er hummed a little tune that circulated through the pleasure houses.
An acquaintance saw him and greeted him.
Zhang Er tipped his chin.
He had been a notorious local lout, spending his days idling with a handful of friends.
Later, seeing no other way, his elderly father had pulled some strings to find him work.
His father had worked as a hired hand at the Prince's Mansion for over twenty years.
He had at least that much standing, so Zhang Er had come to work at the Prince's Mansion too.
Thanks to his