"Going out like this isn't great because you can't tell the exact time. For someone like me who can only tell early, mid, or late daylight, it's easy to lose track of time if you're not careful."
Daohua and Zhou Jingwan walked shoulder to shoulder towards the middle of the mountain.
Zhou Jingwan: "Don't you have servants? Surely there must be someone among the servants who can read the sky."
Daohua shook her head, "What others can do is after all theirs; it's never as convenient as knowing how to do it yourself." That was the trouble with ancient times, there wasn't anything like a wristwatch, and for time, she was flying blind.
Xiao Yeyang, who was walking in front, glanced back at Daohua, with a flash in his eyes.
By the time Daohua and the others returned to the temple on the mountainside, it was already a quarter past the hour of the rooster (5:15 PM), but it wasn't too late. Quite a few ladies and young misses were still out admiring chrysanthemums and the scenery.
