The next day, the Zhao Family residence was in a flurry of activity.
Although it was just a two-day trip to the Provincial City for fun, there was a lot to pack.
After all, for a woman of Zhao Qiao'Er's status, her clothes alone filled two large carriages.
She wouldn't be changing outfits every hour, but she'd certainly need one for the morning and another for the afternoon.
Of course, even then she wouldn't be able to wear them all, but she had to have them ready just in case.
Then there were the cooks and the servants who looked after her cats and dogs—they all had to go along.
For a time, the Zhao residence was quite lively.
Lu Yuan, on the other hand, was having a leisurely time, casually eating what was neither breakfast nor lunch.
Song Meiqin's younger brother, the Vice General, would be passing through Taiping City without stopping on his way back to the Provincial City.
