The day after the Lantern Festival.
It was still chilly in early spring, and the snow houses and snowmen outside Yuanming Pavilion had not melted yet.
Feng Ming and Zhu Zan were staying in a courtyard with Qi Yan. They got up early and heard some movement outside. Feng Ming opened the door, already dressed neatly.
Qi Yan looked at Feng Ming, "I'll go ask our Master for instructions to see what arrangements there are for you."
Feng Ming thanked him hurriedly, "I appreciate your effort, Brother Qi."
After Qi Yan left, Zhu Zan came out and looked around, "It feels like a dream. Can we really settle down here?"
Feng Ming nodded, "It's up to us. Last night was a not bad start."
They didn't wait long before Qi Yan came back, bringing breakfast and water.
After breakfast, the sun came up and they cleaned up the tableware. They did not dare to leave the courtyard casually, so they sat there and chatted.
