Qin Xin and Ah Hua's voices disappeared outside the courtyard, and the lively courtyard suddenly became quiet.
Behind layers of gauze curtains in the side room, a man's lips curled slightly, and he let out a light laugh.
"Master Tu, do you need anything? Would you like me to pour you some tea?" Xiangxiang turned her head upon hearing the sound.
The man's voice returned to its cool tone: "No need."
He held his breath, focused, and began to meditate.
Xiangxiang's hand was injured, so she couldn't work. She sat on a bluestone slab outside the courtyard, eagerly awaiting Qin Xin's return from fishing.
The entire courtyard felt like a paradise, somewhat unreal.
Outside the village.
Liuxi River.
In the Imperial City, it was snowing heavily, but here at Liuxi River, it hadn't frozen over yet. In the gurgling water, you could see plump fish occasionally leaping out of the surface.
