Nightfall was gradually approaching, and apart from the whistling wind, there was no other sound in the corridor.
On the old tree in the courtyard, a few crows were perched. Not far away, under the bamboo grove, small yellow chrysanthemums were in full bloom. As the wind blew, the fragrance of chrysanthemums filled the courtyard.
Shen Qinglan and Duan Yunfei stood side by side in front of the courtyard, watching Xuan Ying and Le Zhao lighting the lamps.
"Why haven't we seen Xuan Ming?" Shen Qinglan asked.
It seemed that after dinner, Xuan Ming hadn't been seen.
Duan Yunfei laughed and said, "Aunt Mei just sent Ziyun to fetch someone."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan became interested, "Is it about Miss Bi Chen?"
Duan Yunfei said, "Most likely."
"We haven't mentioned it yet, so how did Aunt Mei know?" Shen Qinglan was very curious.
Duan Yunfei pondered and said, "Could it be the issue with the cloak?"
