"Osmanthus sugar—honeyed strips of osmanthus sugar—"
"Poria Cake sun-dried and steam-baked thrice, beneath a gauze-covered basket—"
On the streets of Guan Yi City, people came and went, bustling and lively as ever.
After Xue Shuangtao left the Xue Mansion, she finally stopped after a long while, feeling a slight stifling in her heart. Despite the splendid spring scenery before her and the lively crowd brimming with joy, she felt a sense of melancholia.
She understood more clearly what Li Guanyi had said.
Many things are beyond good and evil, they inherently exist.
The little schemes turning over in the minds of the Xue Family, even though Xue Shuangtao had suspected them beforehand, when they truly emerged on this day, she was still greatly shocked.
Some things feel entirely different when anticipated and when they actually occur.
Even though she made a decision, it left her with an indescribable vexation.
"Truly, it leaves one feeling stifled..."
