Wang Yongzhu glanced at the sky; she hadn't noticed earlier due to her nerves, but it was already past noon, and indeed, she was quite hungry, and thus did not stand on ceremony.
They were discussing important matters behind the dye workshop, with Wang Yongping guarding the pile of rewards, hardly daring to blink or even breathe too loudly.
These were gifts bestowed by Her Highness from the palace!
For Wang Yongping, even the County Magistrate had always seemed unattainably distant, let alone Her Highness from the palace, a figure he had never even contemplated, opening a whole new world in his life.
To avoid suspicion, Song Chongjin waited outside the house.
When Wang Yongzhu and Shopkeeper Wu came out, they saw Song Chongjin standing there, staring blankly at the great doors of the dye workshop.
