( ) Why Is That?
That day, Annie spent a long time eating, drinking, and having fun in the Divine Capital again.
It was only when the sky had gone completely dark—around the Hour of the Pig—that she suddenly felt a little tired. So, without warning, she teleported back to the Rongguo Immortal Estate in the heavens.
Even after returning, she didn't go straight to bed. When she saw that Daiyu and Tanchun were still awake, reading in the study, she simply ran in to keep hanging around with them.
Of course!
Annie, the great immortal, was the only one who did nothing but fool around. Daiyu, Tanchun, and even Zijuan and Xueyan all had things to do.
See?
Although it was late outside, and moonlight like a strip of white silk streamed through the carved window lattice, casting a cool, gentle glow across the study, Daiyu and Tanchun sat side by side at the broad desk by the window, reading their books. They were working incredibly hard.
"..."
Lin Daiyu was reclining against a large bolster in a rosewood chaise longue, with a silver fox-fur blanket covering her.
Though several days had passed, her face was still somewhat pale, as if she had only just recovered from a serious illness. But her spirits were much better than they had been a few days ago, and her expressive eyes had grown brighter as she read.
At that moment, she held a volume of the Nanhua in her hands and read by the soft light of a night-lamp whose wick was made from a spirit stone. She was completely absorbed.
Her two personal maids, Zijuan and Xueyan, were seated on nearby embroidered stools. From time to time, though, they had to get up and check whether Daiyu's teacup needed more hot