Although Grandfather Han had died, his body disappeared.
Gu Gu escaped, leaving a beautiful vessel behind, and after an investigation of the vessel, the outcome rendered many speechless.
The county magistrate was one of those speechless. Not only would he not speak of it, but he even ordered everyone to keep the news contained. Those who spread the news about the incident would be convicted of causing disturbance to the public and spreading false rumors to deceive people.
"Is it necessary?" Tang Ling crossed his legs arrogantly while leaning in the rosewood rocking chair with floral carvings, swaying quietly.
The rain that lasted for two days finally stopped. As though the rain washed the sky, the blue sky was clear and the sun was warm. It was so dazzling that one could barely open his eyes.
The yard was quiet. There were two plates of dried fruits, four plates of pastries, and a pot of iced plum tea on the tea table beside the rocking chair.