It had been ten days since Jiang Hai and Qing Yan infiltrated the State Preceptor Hall, but she had never received any news from them. Grandma and Yan Jiuchao were still calm, but Yu Wan could not sit still anymore. She wondered if she should find an opportunity to sneak into the State Preceptor Hall to take a look, but her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of clattering in the courtyard.
She walked out of the room and saw the old madam's trusted maidservant, Hong Ling, instructing a few pageboys to carry things. They were all large sealed wooden boxes, as if someone wanted to move them in. Yu Wan stopped Hong Ling. "What are these?"
Yu Wan's first reaction was. Could it be that her uncle had bought clothes for her, Yan Jiuchao, and the three children again? The embroiderer's clothes were sent to the manor all day long, and they wouldn't be able to wear them all for a few months.
