Too Close? Then Why Not a Little Closer

In the end, Xiao Yan still managed to coax Zi Yan to sleep.

He could not help gently shaking his head, then tiptoed out the door.

There was no need to worry too much. Once she woke up later, she was guaranteed to be refreshed and full of energy again.

Xian'er and Nalan were probably cultivating right now... a faint eagerness could not help flashing through Xiao Yan's heart. If that was the case...

Alone in her own courtyard, Yao Wan sat beneath the moonlight, her light golden eyes slightly narrowed, as though in a moment's daze, she had dreamed a very brief yet extraordinarily long dream.

Only when she heard the creak from the gate outside the courtyard, followed by a set of footsteps so familiar they could not be more familiar, did Yao Wan finally come back to herself a little. She subconsciously turned her head to look, and had already glimpsed the figure slowly walking over.

The time Yao Wan had spent at Starfall Pavilion was far shorter than the time she had spent at her own home in the Yao Clan. This courtyard was not one Xiao Yan had specially prepared for Yao Wan either.

It was simply a residence among the many courtyards behind the main hall that Yao Wan had taken a liking to at first glance.

After all, she was not that particular a person, nor did she need to use such a boring matter to make Xiao Yan prove anything for her. This sort of thing was uninteresting, dull, and proved nothing at all.

Beneath the moonlight, there was not much breathtaking beauty to be seen, only a wisteria blooming like rain. In the evening breeze, its petals were swept up, sending over a refreshing fragrance that soothed the heart and