Getting more and more mischievous, are we? Giving me the silent treatment now?
"What Uncle Mingxuan was implying is that I should pick one of Ninth Aunt's own nephews, and then he'll see if he can arrange a job for him here."
After that, there was no need to say more. A word to the wise is enough, and anything more would be a mistake. Shen Weimin picked her up, sat on the edge of the kang bed, and leaned back.
The eastern wing of the main house was composed of an inner and outer chamber, separated by a wooden moon gate with intricate openwork carvings. The inner chamber had a kang bed built against the window, while the outer chamber had a writing desk in the same position.
They were in the inner chamber now. The kang was covered with a thick wool felt blanket, and several backrests and throw pillows were scattered across it.
