Seeing Qing Lin skip out through the courtyard gate like a little deer,
Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief too.
He had found the girl something to do; otherwise, she was getting so idle she could practically fart from boredom.
Xiao Yi Xian walked slowly out from beside him, dressed in a plain white gown, her hair pinned with a silver hairpin. Her legs were straight and slender, and she resembled an elegant, serene snow lotus. Only the deep purple of her eyes seemed somewhat uncanny, making her look like a thorny mandala flower as well. Anyone who truly underestimated her would likely be stung.
"Are you ready?"
Xiao Yi Xian asked softly.
"We leave tomorrow." Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
As for tonight... ahem, ahem, ahem, naturally, he had important business to attend to.
Xiao Yi Xian paid no mind to any of that and gently straightened Xiao Yan's clothes. He had not bothered with them while refining pills in the secret chamber earlier, leaving them rather disheveled.
Qing He watched the heartwarming scene from the side, covering her mouth as she chuckled.
"All right, I'll wait for you."
Xiao Yi Xian spoke gently. After the two women left,
a seven-colored little bird flew over from somewhere and landed on Xiao Yan's shoulder, rubbing affectionately against his neck. Her sparkling eyes were eager; it seemed she wanted some too...
Xiao Yan coughed lightly. "Forget it. Another day."
"Chirp, chirp~"
Feng Qing'er gave a little chirping huff.
She chattered beside Xiao Yan's ear for a while, seemingly telling him something.
"What... how did you know I could refine ancient bloodlines?" Xiao Yan asked, somewhat taken aback.
Feng Qing'er: "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp..."
Xiao Yan shook his head. "That fellow Shi Hao really is a blabbermouth. It seems the days ahead