The transformation was so great that even Zhao Miao occasionally snapped back to reality with some bewilderment, hardly believing that the skinny, spirited youth in front of him was once the sullen and cold Crown Prince!
At the same time, Zhao Miao also discovered something very magical... which was that every time Zhao Hong went out, his elder brother was never in the shop.
Although his elder brother always came up with various legitimate-looking reasons, it was too much of a coincidence every time, wasn't it?
The clever Miaomiao had already seen through everything, but Miaomiao did not speak.
On the sixteenth day, chairs, rockeries, green plants, and oil-paper umbrellas for shade and shelter began to make their appearance... An elegant and quiet teahouse was taking shape.
During those two days, Zhao Hong passed by Yang Ge's vicinity dozens of times each day, with his steps each time echoing loudly.