The scenery of Dragon and Tiger Mountain is pleasing, with mist swirling among the distant peaks, and nearby, the sound of rushing water echoes. The copper bell beside the waterfall has rusted to a bluish-green, with water collected in the indentation at its top, and suddenly, a line of egrets flies past the waterfall, soaring into the blue sky.
Yin Tingxue, when alone, always enjoys observing meticulous details, a habit left behind after her mother's passing, for as a Saintess, she was locked in the pavilion all day, with her handmaidens dismissed, leaving her only endless scriptures for company. Everything there was silent, except for the spider webs.
