In the courtyard.
Jiang Ning had just stepped into his own courtyard when he saw a young woman in a plain white dress standing ahead.
The young woman's figure was slight, and she looked very frail.
Yet in the dead of winter, she wore summer clothes, her long dress brushing the ground and falling upon the pure white snow.
"My Lord!" Su Qingying began.
"You came at just the right time!" Jiang Ning smiled, then hefted the last packed portion of snacks in his hand and said, "Pear Blossom Pastry!"
"Thank you, My Lord!" A faint smile suddenly appeared on Su Qingying's originally calm face.
She took the snack Jiang Ning handed over, then lifted her head slightly to look at him.
At this moment, the sunlight that had not long risen happened to shine from behind Jiang Ning. Against the backdrop of the morning sun, she saw Jiang Ning's entire body shrouded in a faint layer of golden light.
"My Lord... seems a little different!" Su Qingying said.
Jiang Ning nodded. "After receiving that one's guidance for several days, there was bound to be some change."
"Then how were My Lord's gains?" Su Qingying asked.
Jiang Ning nodded. "It was of tremendous help. It helped me cross a crucial step."
"That's good!" A shallow smile showed at the corners of Su Qingying's mouth.
Then she said, "These past few days, I was still a little worried that that one might be unfavorable toward My Lord. After all, I could see My Lord's true identity, so that one might have been able to see it as well."
Hearing this, Jiang Ning could not help but smile faintly.
What true identity!
Only he himself knew his identity.
He was merely a visitor from another world!
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