"Commandery Princess, there's no one here." The small peasant's courtyard was in disarray, with fallen farm tools, racks, and a few chickens flying atop the walls.
The rebellion instigated by the Wen Family had long since driven the villagers near the Imperial City to flee with their families. The occupants of this house had left in a hurry; the several rows of vegetable seedlings outside revealed that they were a diligent and honest peasant couple, with even a child among them—a wooden horse lay toppled inside the door, and the simplicity and sturdiness of the tables and chairs inside made them seem quite robust.
"Commandery Princess, I found some clothes," said Nanny Yun as she brought out a bundle from the inner room, clearly something the farming household had not managed to take with them. Nanny Yun selected a few clean pieces and glanced at her own Commandery Princess, feeling that this plan might not work after all.
