Bab 350: Thousands of Flowers Blooming at Night (1)

Drip, drip, drip!

Fine raindrops sprinkled on the main street in the center of the city. The faint light emitted by the pavilions on both sides of the street was dyed by the rain and mist, making the entire street dreamlike. People could even see the reflection of pedestrians and street scenes on the ground.

Ye Jingtang was holding an oil-paper umbrella and covering Third Lady's head while appreciating the rainy scenery, which was completely different from the capital's. His tense heartstrings when he had been running in the Wu Mountains over the past few days slowly turned into contentment at this moment.