Myriad Blossom Pavilion.
"Young Master Jiang, please!"
The maidservant named Xiao Lu led the way ahead, taking Jiang Ning up toward the top floor.
A moment later.
The rooftop of Myriad Blossom Pavilion.
At the open-air attic.
"Pavilion Master Lin is currently bathing. May Young Master Jiang please wait here for a short while."
"Very well!" Jiang Ning nodded and sat down on a chair.
Xiao Lu then began brewing tea in front of Jiang Ning.
A moment later.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—
The freshly brewed tea was slowly poured into a teacup.
"Young Master Jiang, please have some tea!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning picked up the tea, blew on it until it cooled a little, then took a gentle sip.
Not until after he had finished one cup and been served another did Qingyi still fail to appear.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning could only continue waiting patiently.
Only after he had drunk a full five or six cups of tea, until he faintly felt the urge to urinate, did he finally hear movement coming from the attic.
A moment later.
Creak—
The door was pushed open.
Only then did Qingyi appear before Jiang Ning.
At this moment, Qingyi was dressed in thin blue robes, like willow leaves newly born from spring water, lightly walking out of the room.
After her bath, her skin looked even fairer and more delicate, not at all like a woman past thirty, but instead like a young maiden of eighteen.
At this moment, Qingyi's long hair was casually draped loose, droplets of water sliding down along the strands and falling onto her thin blue robes, leaving her clothes damp and clinging to her skin, which instead outlined her graceful figure all the more.
When Qingyi crossed the threshold, she lightly lifted the thin gauze of