67 Rain at the Start of the Tang Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

The sunset painted the streets in vibrant colors.

The pale-faced woman stood before the broken clay bowls.

From afar, the scene was beautiful like an oil painting but up close, one could see the faults and defects on the canvas.

Fang Lang watched the beautiful woman with suspicion.

Ni Wen entered a trance as her brain tried to process what was happening. There was distraught in her eyes and her calm was broken like an overflowing cup of tea.

"Mo-Mother…"

Ni Wen made herself appear smaller. Her bottom lip quivered as she looked at the beautiful woman.

Fang Lang was shocked. 'Mother?

'This beautiful woman is Ni Wen's mother?'

The crowd around them hurried along. Horse carriages went by speedily as the sun continued to set.

Soon, the main street was left with Fang Lang, Ni Wen and the mother.

The atmosphere was awkward, to say the least.