Fatigued birds return to their nests, in this long and mundane life, the setting sun melts into gold, orange, pale purple, with blood-red clouds floating in the sky.
As the sunlight gradually recedes, the sky darkens, the full moon hangs on the horizon, the starlight is bright, and all around is quiet.
Yan Nanxun returns from outside, and the servant promptly steps forward to greet him.
"Young Master, did you have dinner?"
"Yes, I ate outside with friends. Has Tingfu returned?"
The servant comes up to tidy the shoes he took off, "The Young Madam has already come home from work, and she just had dinner."
"Okay, good." Yan Nanxun stands at the entrance, touching his nose.
During this time, he was on vacation at home, and the Yan Family's elders along with Yan Zhi were not there, half of the servants at the Yan Mansion were also on vacation, leaving only a small portion of servants available when needed by the owners.
