In the blink of an eye, autumn had arrived. Leaves began to drift down, while the weather gradually turned crisp and pleasant.
The Fountain and River Goddess Temple was indeed relatively deserted.
In the prayer hall, the few believers kneeling in prayer offered their prayers to the goddess.
The Goddess of Fountains and Rivers had gradually withered away with the passage of time.
Only a few people visited now and then. It was very quiet.
Princess Qian Niya stood silently by the window, gazing blankly at the sky outside.
The autumn sky was blue and clear. Today was another rare fine day, with only a few white clouds gliding gently across the blue heavens in graceful poses. Watching them was a feast for the eyes.
The room where Princess Qian Niya stood was a side hall of the Fountain and River Goddess Temple. It was usually of little use, but it had been cleaned quite thoroughly now.
The window was open, and the breeze drifted softly through it. The cloth curtain beside the window swayed gently in the wind as Qian Niya stood there, her gaze resting on a white cloud floating across the sky.
The curve of her neck was beautiful, fair and smooth. When she tilted her head slightly upward, her long hair spilled down softly and obediently. She was still wearing a pale green priest's robe today. Unlike her usual delicate beauty, this outfit gave her an air of faint tranquility.
Some distance away beside her sat a young woman. Unlike Princess Qian Niya's stunning grace, this woman, though also dressed in the Novice Priest robe of the Fountain and River Goddess Temple, possessed the pretty, modest charm of a girl from a small household. Yet the faint serenity belonging to a priest made her rather eye-catching