After eight in the evening, Wu Ming and Baili Xia arrived outside the Jin Ye Pavilion.
There are not many servants here, but the few that are, mostly recognize Wu Ming.
The old servant directly led Wu Ming inside, Baili Xia naturally followed behind.
As they entered, Bei Fengjin was watering the newly planted herbs in the backyard.
Other houses' backyards are full of ornamental flowers and plants, but not this Jin Ye Pavilion.
The backyard of the Jin Ye Pavilion, apart from some meaningful words, is mostly filled with herbs.
The aroma of herbs wafted through the air, putting one in a pleasant mood.
When she saw the man standing in front of the herbs, that figure, which had lived for forty years yet remained as young as Wu Ming, made Baili Xia's eyes warm instantly.
This figure is always so lonely, so desolate.
He's missing someone by his side; over the years, numerous women have admired him.
But the person he holds in his heart will never return.
