The plaque on this residence bore two words: Dan Yue.
They meant pale moonlight.
True to its name, Jingliu had always remained somewhat distant from many people... yet in that boundless night, what could be closer to people than the bright moon hanging overhead?
And now, at last, someone had grasped that immaculate white moonlight.
Accompanied by Jing Yuan, the two fellow disciples entered the residence.
Dan Yue Manor was far livelier now than it had been before.
Though the residence was still the same one from seven hundred years ago, its old furnishings ultimately needed replacing.
The courtyard was also undergoing a complete renovation while preserving its original layout.
Thus, Jing Yuan had arranged for many workers and skilled craftsmen to come here and begin the project.
During the tour, Bai Heng spotted a distinctive structure near the rock garden in the central courtyard.
It was a small palace... or perhaps a miniature palace. It had two rooms, and beside them was a small, somewhat incongruous vegetable patch.
Several capable workers from the Artisanship Commission were painstakingly decorating and constructing the little palace.
After only a few glances, Bai Heng understood and asked Jing Yuan,
"Jingliu came here?"
Jing Yuan rested one hand on his hip, his expression still as languid and relaxed as ever.
Especially since he still had no idea what had happened between Jingliu and Bai Heng, he casually replied,
"She came by once."
Bai Heng paused for a moment.
"Did she say anything?"
"Say anything..." Jing Yuan said slowly. "Master merely took a walk around the residence. Oh, right..."
Jing Yuan also noticed the rabbit hutch being built for the Fire-lick Rabbits and said,
"She stopped here and stared at it for a long time. In the end, she told me to find someone from