"Xuanxing?" Qingli looked at the woman holding a sword in the bamboo grove. She was as fond of her black attire as ever, and with a swift leap, she landed right in front of her.
"Sister Qingli, is it really you? Come with me to see my Lady." Xuanxing pulled her along and took to the air, leaving no room for questions—as taciturn as she had always been.
The two soon landed on the mountain and arrived at the door. Inside, they saw a woman of exquisite beauty sitting at a desk, writing. Hearing the commotion, she looked up. Qingli trotted to her side and called out, "My Lady."
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