The atmosphere in the Floral Hall was silent and awkward, with no one speaking except for the sound of lids scraping against cups.
Wufu looked toward Ah Jiu and coughed softly.
"I don't know what your family's garden looks like? I heard from Xiao Li that the scenery in the garden isn't too shabby," Ah Jiu broke the silence.
Wufu stood up, "Then let me take you for a stroll."
She seemed impatient to go.
Ah Jiu paused for a moment, then lowered her eyelids, hiding the smile in her eyes.
There was a direct path to the garden from the front courtyard, and now that it was nearly October, it was already deep autumn. Wufu's family garden was not big, one could see the whole of it at a glance.
Sitting on the stone bench, Hongyu refreshed the tea and retreated to the side.
Ah Jiu looked at Wufu's profile and asked with a smile, "Why have you suddenly become so quiet?"
This was unlike her usual self when she was up to mischief, almost a completely different person.
