The carriage pulled into the familiar lane, the soft crunch of the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs and the faint scent of food drifting in the air instantly driving away most of the court's turmoil and the gloom of the Court of Judicial Review.
Without a doubt, it was probably Aunt Li who had finished cooking and was just waiting for the whole family to sit down for a meal.
The carriage stopped steadily in front of the residence gate. Han Zhi jumped down almost impatiently, too hurried to tidy up his slightly wrinkled official robes, and crossed the threshold in two or three strides.
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