The manor was naturally incomparable to the residence in the city. Although no supplies were lacking, Fourth Master's spontaneous decision to bring his household over meant that things were not as fully prepared.
The servants below bustled anxiously, fearing any oversight.
In the storeroom, they were dividing the brazier pots, as the manor was seldom occupied and thus a bit colder.
In March, blossoming peach trees and sprouting willow leaves painted a lovely hue by day, but the nights were still cold.
It was indeed that time of year when warmth and chill battled.
"Eunuch, the braziers for Fujin and Consort Fujin have been delivered. Where else should we send them? We don't have much Silver Thread Charcoal," the Little Eunuch said, sidling up to the managing eunuch with a fawning smile.
"Has Miss Ye not received hers?" Liu Xi, the manager, glared. "You boy, hurry and deliver it. For all we know, the Master might head there any moment!"
