Chapter 148: 147: Returning to the Modern Era to Restock Supplies

The night was deep, yet a courtyard hidden behind the garden still glowed with light."Passion remains in foolish laughter."

Xiao Chong finished writing the last character for "laughter," put down his pen, and quietly looked at the poem on the paper.

As for how impressive this poem might be, it’s not necessarily so; compared to the other seven-character and five-character poems Lin Wanwan has recited, there’s quite a gap.

But the carefree, wandering spirit within the lines is really captivating. If one didn’t know that the person who wrote this poem was a woman, just by looking at the lyrics, one would definitely think it was the masterpiece of a middle-aged ranger from the Jianghu.

After quietly gazing for a while and savoring the tune once more, Xiao Chong slightly smiled, his expression inexplicable.

"My lord, it’s late, rest now. You have to meet Elder Huang tomorrow," advised Shuqin, who was standing by.

Xiao Chong turned calmly and said, "Indeed, it’s late. Let’s sleep."

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On the carriage back to the mansion, Lin Wanwan informed her two curious younger cousins that the powder she used today was made by herself. If they liked it, she would make some for them when she had free time, which delighted the two girls immensely.
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After her check, Lin Wanwan comfortably took a hot shower. It’s undeniable that the bathing environment of modern times is incomparable to the ancient times, the Great Tang’s noble homes included.

After drying her hair, Lin Wanwan sat in the armchair by the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and started browsing her phone. As usual, she first replied to some WeChat messages, then skimmed through the news, and finally opened a shopping website’s "One-Hour Delivery" section, ordering a box of cherries and some other seasonal fruits from a nearby fruit stall.

Having eaten the cherries from that time-space when she was at County Magistrate Lu’s residence yesterday, she couldn’t help but lament that the people of the Great Tang were unfortunate; the taste of their cherries was far inferior to cherries. Even those that Xiao Chong had previously given her weren’t as bad as yesterday’s.

So, once she returned to modern times, she couldn’t resist ordering a box of large, juicy, and sweet cherries, intending to bring them back to the Great Tang.

Speaking of County Magistrate Lu, Lin Wanwan reopened the Xiao family genealogy records saved on her phone to check information on Xiao Chong’s aunt, Lady Lu.

This Lady Lu hadn’t left a particularly good impression on Lin Wanwan, but since her maternal family seemed to care about this woman, she thought it necessary to understand her better.

Soon, she found the information about Xiao family.

"Oh, this lady is actually the granddaughter of Emperor Liang Jing, Xiao Cong. Although her imperial title was posthumously granted by her nephew, Xiao Xi, an emperor is still an emperor. With such a prestigious background, no wonder Lu appeared so domineering," Lin Wanwan muttered a few words before complaining, "But what’s the use of being domineering; all the brothers and nephews have their names, yet only the women are recorded simply as ’Xiao.’"

Lin Wanwan felt utterly uninspired, as women wanting their names to be remembered throughout history was a thousand times more difficult than for men. They had to be remarkable people like Empress Wu Zetian and Shangguan Wan’er to truly have their names immortalized in history.