Han Zhi looked toward the sun, which was gradually growing rounder outside the window, and only then realized that the osmanthus fragrance of the Mid-Autumn Festival had long since drifted into the warm chamber. Yueping had just added osmanthus charcoal to the bronze stove when she changed the water, and amidst the curling wisps of blue smoke, the luster of the jade bracelet on Su Zhen's wrist shone through the fragrant mist.
"That's right... today is the Mid-Autumn Festival..." Han Zhi snapped back to his senses. He had just subconsciously thought that he had forgotten to go to work at the Court of Judicial Review.
"Husband... water..."
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