Shu Yu set off by horse carriage after taking a brief rest at the inn.
The carriage moved through the streets and alleys towards the southern city gate, and Shu Yu lifted the curtain to look at the streets along the way, feeling very pleased to see new goods signs of instant noodles at the entrances of two shops.
It seems that during her absence, instant noodles have slowly opened a market in the prefecture.
Shu Yu was very happy and was about to put down the curtain when her hand suddenly froze.
"Ying Xi, slow down."
The speed of the carriage instantly slowed down, and Shu Yu looked towards Piaoxiang Courtyard with a surprised expression on her face.
"Why is Piaoxiang Courtyard closed at this time?"
As far as Shu Yu knew, Piaoxiang Courtyard had only closed for a few months last year when the Emperor passed away.
