In the evening, when it was time to rest, Zhou Shuren finally spoke of matters within the palace. Zhulan felt a sense of dust settling, "I kept feeling that something was about to happen. I pondered over it all day, and it turns out this was waiting for me!"
Zhou Shuren turned his head, "They've divided our estate. I reckon there's more rewards to come, probably in gold and silver. Just don't know what the Emperor has planned."
Zhulan was startled, "If the estate is given to us, do we have to move there?"
Truth be told, the Rong clan's residences had seen a fair share of death!
Zhou Shuren guessed what his wife was thinking and said meaningfully, "Do you think the house we're living in now is clean?"
Stop kidding. One simply chooses not to delve too deep, otherwise, there wouldn't be many clean places left in the entire capital.
Zhulan, "...Right."
