When returning to Qin Yun Palace, just as they were about to part ways at the rain corridor, the Weaver Star Fairy unexpectedly called out to Zhu Minglang.
"Come with me," the Weaver Star Fairy said.
Zhu Minglang was somewhat puzzled but followed the Weaver Star Fairy after a few steps.
Although he had stayed here for quite some time, this was his first time heading to his master's sister's residence. Along the way, on the clean soil, purple rose-like flowers were planted. Some sparkled like stars scattered across the sky, while others formed a serene flow resembling a purple pond rippling softly in the breeze.
Upon arriving at the celestial residence, Zhu Minglang noticed it was sparsely occupied. There were hardly any maids, and even the Cloud Spring Water was fetched by the Weaver Star Fairy herself from the well behind the house.
Sipping on the slightly chilled, sweet spring water, Zhu Minglang felt even more perplexed.
