The Hou Residence's carriage crest was particularly conspicuous; Zhulan found it hard to ignore as she watched the familiar carriage come to a halt, with a familiar young servant and familiar faces.
Scholar Deng was somewhat stunned, staring blankly at the carriage of the Hou Residence, not understanding why it had stopped.
The broker shrank to the side, thinking it best for someone insignificant like him to stay out of the way at this moment!
This time, Yao Zheyu did not sit aloft in the carriage looking down, but alighted with the support of a young servant's arm, courteously bowing and saying, "Scholar Zhou."
Zhou Shuren kept his composure, knowing full well that without a cause there would be no visit to the temple, and by the manner of address, he knew that the male lead had been paying close attention to the imperial examinations. Zhou Shuren returned the bow, "Mr. Hou."
Yao Zheyu's young servant spoke up, "The young master has become the Princely Heir."
Zhulan, "....."
