Night fell, and the lamps began to glow.
Now,
The three disciples no longer needed their master's concern.
Since Zhiwei entered Foundation Establishment, he was in secluded cultivation for long periods.
Qing Jun used to always bother his master, but now he had become an egg, unable to bother him even if he wanted to.
As for Jin'er.
She rarely disturbed Chen Ye, and now that he had sent back a large amount of top-quality spiritual materials, she was fully immersed in her studies.
But...
Without the company of his disciples, there was still some loneliness.
Therefore, Chen Ye changed into casual clothes and walked toward the Moon Gazing Pavilion under the moonlight.
The courtyard windows were half open, and the scent of tea was light and elegant.
Mao Qingzhu, dressed in a loose moon-white gauze dress, was sitting by the window, sewing beautiful new clothes for Qing Jun with her own hands.
