At the entrance of the Regent King's Mansion.
A woman clad in a grey fur coat paced back and forth. The coat was quite rough, but, fortunately, it was warm.
With her black hair coiled high with red ribbons revealing a haggard face, her sword-like eyebrows and twinkling eyes were heroic but her delicate face didn't conceal the fact that she was a woman.
Her name was Chen Qian, the legitimate daughter of the Chen family in Hangzhou. The people of Hangzhou would often say, the Chen family has a girl, who isn't fond of domestic chores, she is involved in trade, and is not inferior to men.
Although this sounded like a compliment, the people's tone was always filled with disdain whenever they said it.
Chen Qian didn't care about what these people said. She was simply content with the way she lived her life. Why care about what others say?
