A few days passed, and just as Yin Zheng had predicted, a light snow began to fall in Shengjing.
Overnight, the plum trees outside the medical clinic were covered with hanging icicles, and a thin layer of snow blanketed the stone pavement. Even when the sun shone the next day, a chill would still creep into one's heart through the shoes and socks as one walked on the road.
In the hall, a maid poured tea while Lady Dong was speaking with Minister Jin's wife from the Left Supervising Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue.
Since the incident at Fan Zhenglian's residence, Lady Dong had strictly forbidden anyone around her from mentioning the Fan Family. It took some time for the dust to settle on the investigation into the imperial examination scandal, and thankfully, the emperor's wrath didn't extend to the Minister of Imperial Treasury's residence. Lady Dong breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a new problem arose in her mind.
