The entrance of the Duke Residence was also soaked, with lanterns drenched by the rain. Zhao Ke brought the carriage to a halt, and Tonger opened an oiled paper umbrella, assisting Jiang Li to alight from the carriage as they made their way into the Duke Residence together.
Amid the resplendently colorful Duke Residence, the flowers in the garden, nurtured by the incessant drizzle, bloomed even more luxuriantly and tantalizingly. It seemed that the frost of winter was also washed away hastily, revealing their vivid beauty. Walking among them felt like being in another world.
In the birdcage at the entrance, Xiao Hong perched on a branch, eyes half-closed, head nestled within its feathers, sound asleep. For this reason, it did not start shrieking noisily at the sight of Jiang Li.
Wen Ji stood outside Jih Heng's study. Upon seeing Zhao Ke accompanying Jiang Li, he said to her, "The master is in the study."
