Gu An sat facing Zhen Qin, and they talked for a long time. After seeing Su Han's corpse, the burden and obsession in Zhen Qin's heart scattered completely. She returned to her old temperament—lively and quick-witted.
The master and disciple spoke of the past, words pouring out in an endless stream, as if no amount of telling could ever exhaust their memories.
Yet everything had an end, including life.
When dusk descended, Zhen Qin looked at Gu An and said earnestly, "Master, thank you for taking care of me in this life. Your disciple is incapable and has never repaid you. If there is a next life, and if I have the right to repay you, I will definitely work hard."
Unlike Epiphyllum Ghost Mother, though Epiphyllum Ghost Mother had died, she had not died at the end of her natural lifespan and could still seize a body to revive. Zhen Qin's allotted fate, however, had run out. There was no art that could turn back heaven now.
Gu An smiled and nodded. "There will be a next life."
After hearing that, Zhen Qin smiled, her eyes filled with expectation.
She then lay down on the table and said softly, "Master, I'm a little sleepy. Can I sleep here for a while?"
Gu An nodded. "Sleep. Your master will stay by your side."
Zhen Qin closed her eyes, murmuring, "All of a sudden, I miss Martial Aunt Ye so much. It feels like she's been gone from me for so, so long..."
Gu An's hand paused as he lifted his tea. He did not answer, and simply continued drinking.
After Zhen Qin fell asleep, Shen Zhen came over. She looked at Zhen Qin and was just about to speak when her brows furrowed. She walked to Gu An's side and