At night…
The black clouds covered the sky, obscuring the starlight. The lights of the majestic Yun'an were as bright as day. It was like a sea of fire on the dark land, spreading along the river to the end of the sky.
With the reconstruction of Dye Workshop Street, almost all the surrounding residents had moved away. At night, it became a black hole in a sea of lanterns, leaving only a faint light in the middle.
In the small courtyard on Double Osmanthus Alley, Ye Jingtang had changed into night clothes. He leaned against the door with the Hornless Dragon Saber in his arms and looked at the afterglow of the lights in the direction of the Imperial City, thinking about the ginkgo tree that he frequently had on his mind.
The bird was squatting on his shoulder and energetically chirping. It was probably saying that it went to buy rice in the afternoon, but Poached Eggs didn't buy dried meat for it.