When she arrived outside the farm, she saw Ruan Qingyan with Ruan Yi and several servants standing under thatched eaves to take shelter from the rain. His coir raincoat and bamboo hat had been untied and leaned against the earthen wall to dry. His mourning dress was covered with a white open-fronted robe because he was going out. His open-fronted robe was wet a few pieces, but he didn't look embarrassed. However, he had a kind of aboveboard and unruly demeanor.

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