Xiang Zhan dashed off to Yinyu Hall like a wisp of smoke and soon dashed back, panting, "Miss, Young Master Yuan, Young Master Yuan is still having his breakfast!"
He also relayed a message to Song Jiyun, "Young Master Yuan invites you over for a cup of tea!"
At this hour? Still time for tea!
Song Jiyun hurried to Yinyu Hall.
However, just a day later, Yinyu Hall seemed like it had changed entirely.
The morning sunlight shone on the lush greenery, with dew sparkling at the tips of the leaves.
Under the painted green-and-blue eaves hung a row of black-gold birdcages.
Mesias, liwi, orioles, parrots... chirping incessantly in the cages; one hopping up, another jumping down, none staying still.
And there Yuan Yunzhong stood, holding a small bowl in front of the birdcage, feeding the birds.
Song Jiyun took a deep breath.
When had he acquired so many birds?
Song Jiyun called out, "Young Master Yuan."
