Before long, the entire courtyard was completely refreshed. A few simple arrangements had a surprisingly magical effect, as if even the air had become much fresher.
"There, much better. This is the kind of environment suited for recovery."
By now, it was getting late. The evening glow filled the horizon, and night was about to fall.
"Haha, thanks…" Just as Wang Meng was about to offer to take Zhan Yingluo home, she spoke first. "Oh, it's so late! Time to make dinner."
With that, she happily scurried into the kitchen…
Wang Meng remembered the delicious meal he'd had at noon and shut his mouth. 'If you want to enjoy a good meal, you have to keep your mouth shut.'
However… when the moon had risen above the treetops, Wang Meng realized Zhan Yingluo still hadn't left.
"Um… Yingluo, it's getting late…"
"Then let's just turn in early. By the way, no one's staying in the room on the right, are they? I'll sleep there."
