It rained last night, leaving the air exceptionally fresh. The wet bluestones would normally discourage Shen Hua from going out, but Er Rong had secretly passed a message to Yicui: Manager Cheng would be bringing several embroidery ladies back to Fengzhou today.
She sat in the carriage, leaning against the wall. Cheng Gui was heading towards the inn where Shopkeeper Cheng was staying.
By the time Shen Hua arrived, Shopkeeper Cheng was ordering Er Rong to move one trunk of luggage after another.
Er Rong was so exhausted she was panting, cursing Shopkeeper Cheng inside her heart, but she dared not show the slightest disrespect on her face.
Shopkeeper Cheng had his hands clasped behind his back, looking grave.
The venture had failed.
