By the time he returned to Chengtian Prefecture, it was nearly the latter half of the night.
Ye Jingtang slipped soundlessly onto the inn's second-floor corridor. Looking up, he saw Niao Niao pacing along the railing on sentry duty, her silhouette melancholy and touched with loneliness. She softly cooed and chirped, probably reciting-at sunset, unsaddle on the fragrant grassy bank. No bird to wear the flowers, no bird to urge another cup, no bird to mind me when I'm drunk...
Ye Jingtang shook his head inwardly, went over to feed her a few pieces of jerky, then approached the rooms to check on them.
The light was still burning in Yunli's room. Perhaps because she had been beaten black and blue while sparring with a Grandmaster that afternoon and had recognized the gap between them, she was not fooling around now. Instead, she stood motionless in the room with a long sabre in hand and her eyes closed, apparently trying to grasp "blade intent."
As an expert with the sabre, Ye Jingtang naturally understood what Yunli was doing and did not disturb her. He stood outside for a while, waiting until she opened her eyes and began practicing her moves before raising his hand to knock lightly.
Knock, knock~
Hearing the knock, Zhe Yunli quickly sheathed her sabre and turned to open the door.
"Brother Jingtang, why are you only getting back now? Huh? Why did you change clothes? You look like some rich family's lackey... Ow~"
Ye Jingtang flicked Yunli on the forehead, then tossed her his waist token.
"I just found myself a job as a guard for the Hua Family. I'll go to the capital with them. Where's Aunt Fan?"
Zhe Yunli took the token and examined it on both sides. "Aunt Fan just bathed and went