[Courtyard No. 57, Willow-Brushing Lane, west of the city.]
Song Wen gave the location of the small courtyard he had rented.
Then, he put away the communication jade slip, rose into the air, and flew toward the courtyard.
After entering the courtyard, Song Wen shut the gate and casually activated the concealment array.
Next, he entered the house, removed the human-skin mask he had used for disguise, and put on another one, taking on the appearance of that former "Ye Hua."
Just then, Qiluo's communication jade slip in his storage ring began to tremble slightly.
Without even taking it out to inspect it, Song Wen knew Qiluo's message: she had arrived at the courtyard gate.
That was because Song Wen had already sensed Qiluo standing outside the gate. She wore a black cloak that concealed her voluptuous figure and peerless beauty, clearly unwilling to let anyone know she had come here.
Song Wen flashed over and appeared behind the gate.
With a thought, he removed the array and the restrictions on the gate. The courtyard gate immediately swung inward on its own.
"Qiluo, is that you?"
Song Wen's voice trembled, and the urgency in his eyes could not be concealed.
"It's me!"
The black-robed figure turned into an afterimage and, like a weary bird returning to its forest, threw herself into Song Wen's embrace, making his body sway slightly from the impact.
The hood of her cloak slipped down. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing Qiluo's incomparably charming face.
The corners of her eyes were faintly red. Her gaze clung tightly to Song Wen's face, while tears shimmered in her beautiful eyes, as though she had a thousand words to say.
"Qiluo, I missed you so much."
As Song Wen spoke, he casually formed a hand seal, closing