Haochen and Qinghe snuggled up together in the pavilion, the two newly acquainted lovers with countless words to share in their hearts. It wasn't until late that Haochen reluctantly let go of Qinghe, "You've returned from overseas, and it must have been exhausting. It's my fault for insisting on holding you here to chat with me. Come on, let me walk you back to rest, and we can talk about everything tomorrow." Haochen took Qinghe's hand and the two walked together toward Qinghe's courtyard.
Indeed, Qinghe had suffered during her long journey at sea over these past months. However, being able to be with the one she loved made the hardship seem insignificant. Now that it was late, it was indecent for her to remain with Haochen, so Qinghe obediently followed him back to her courtyard.
