For the rest of the afternoon, Su Yan stayed in his bedchamber shelling walnuts.
He wouldn't let her leave, insisting she sit nearby and shell.
And she wasn't allowed to make any noise that might disturb his sleep.
Which made the walnut‑shelling progress painfully slow.
By the time he woke up, she had only managed to fill a small basin.
Though it was worth noting that her walnut‑shelling skills had improved quite a bit.
Once he finished his nap, he went to the pavilion in the back garden to bask in the sun.
Su Yan carried her basin of walnuts and kept shelling.
Finally, after two hours, she finished shelling that entire basin.
There was still another basin, which she had left in the bedchamber for the time being.
So she planned to go back and get it.
The Prince Mansion was heavily guarded, the atmosphere stern.
It was rare to hear anyone talking loudly or laughing.
When Su Yan came back hugging the basin of walnuts, she heard a woman's voice.
"Miss, slow down."
