Reunion With Zhou Lihua, Part I

Wu Jian was coming to the Southern Tang Dynasty. Zhou Lihua had only received the news yesterday. Why no one thought to tell her this until just a day before his arrival was beyond her, but now she was panicking because she didn’t know what to wear.

Her days in the Southern Tang Dynasty had been pleasant but monotonous; she had worn the same robes every day, practiced the same recipes every day, and spoke with the same three people every day. She loved how much she had learned and grown during her time here, but she had become so set in her routine that even a small break from it was enough to throw her in disarray.

Wu Jian coming to visit was not small in the least.

Zhou Lihua was so excited that she hadn’t been able to sleep.

She stood in her room, before her bed, looking at the three articles of clothing resting upon the white sheets.