It was a silent night. The moon was beautiful. The lights in Qingwei Garden were lit.
Mo Xuetong leaned against the couch and watched as Mo Lan packed up her clothes for their journey tomorrow.
It was very quiet in the room. Only the sounds of candlelight flickering could be heard. It was very light, but it disrupted the peace.
"Miss, are we really going to the Repayment Temple tomorrow? Auntie Fang had gone to tell old sir especially, so she must be up to something." Mo Lan could not bear it and asked Mo Xuetong.
"Eldest sister had picked such a good reason. I would be unfilial if I don't go. Even father has agreed, so how can I not go?" Mo Xuetong tapped her long slender fingers on the couch thoughtlessly. Her mind had gone back to what happened these few days.
