The air after the rain was filled with the fresh scent of earth and plants. Mu Qingxue, who had been deep in meditation, was startled awake by a knock on the door. She first looked toward the window; the rain had stopped, and the oil lamp was nearly burnt out, leaving the room somewhat dim.
"Please come in!" she said politely toward the door.
The door was pushed open, and the first to enter was Yan Yan, holding Zhanyou in her arms. Her foot had already healed, and it seemed she had recovered quite well over the past few days.
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