This night passed in silence and gloom.
The next day, Shang Ruyi still did not go out. She just stayed quietly at home, and it seemed that the people at home also understood her concerns, as almost no one came to disturb her.
Even Yu Wenquan did not come to talk to her.
Yet even so, Shang Ruyi was not as calm as usual. Even while staying in her room, simply sitting by the window and looking at the gloomy sky outside, she could hear the noisy voices from beyond the gate—though the Duke Mansion was closed to visitors, more people came; she could imagine that the situation at the Shen Mansion was likely similar.
Shen Shiyan's lone effort had stirred up a tempest within Daxing City, to the point of being overshadowed by dark clouds pressing down upon it.
At this moment, a cup of tea was placed beside her hand.
