She turned her head again and thought about the grand facade of this mansion... It was evident that it had fallen into desolation.
Before long, the woman brought up the tea.
Chen Yi received it in his hand and casually asked, "Does Madam Du live here alone?"
"No, I live with my daughter. A widow and her orphan. But she's getting married soon—it's to a good family." Speaking of this, the woman smiled happily, but then her brows lowered slightly, carrying a hint of melancholy.
"Marriage is a blessing." Chen Yi also noticed the large red chest placed in a corner of the hall and figured it must be the dowry. "Let me wish the young lady a harmonious union for a hundred years."
"Taoist, you're cutting it short." The woman replied with a smile.
Yin Tingxue was baffled.
Chen Yi understood her meaning and amended, "A harmonious union for ten thousand years."
The woman nodded appreciatively and exchanged a few more pleasantries before leading the two to the guest room to rest.
