Chen Mansion, Mingquan Garden.
Unlike the cluttered Tingquan Garden, this place was clean and elegant.
There were wax plum trees planted in the courtyard, which were in season, blooming with pink flowers. Underneath the plum trees, there was a clear fish pond where the red and white koi, when still, seemed to float in mid-air.
The ground was paved with brand-new blue bricks, the rooftop was covered with brand-new tiles, and inside the house were brand-new tables and chairs, as well as a newly made step bed by the carpenter.
Chen Ji surveyed the courtyard, yet no joy could be seen on his face.
Chen Liqin's transfer orders would arrive in the next few days; even a splendid Mingquan Garden was nothing more than a temporary residence.
At that moment, a servant followed closely behind him.
Chen Ji turned around to look at him, "Why are you following me?"
