The morning sun bathed the courtyard in a golden hue.
Zhao Tian sat leisurely on the chair, one leg crossed over the other as he sipped his tea.
Yan Zijin sat across from him as she poured another cup of tea for herself.
Her expression was calm, but her eyes occasionally darted to his face, watching him with subtle concern.
Though she said nothing and continued to drink their teas.
Just then, the sound of quick steps approached the pavilion.
"Lady Zijin! Brother Tian!"
Both turned to see Fen Cheng approaching from the path, her maid robes fluttering slightly as she bowed with an eager smile.
"Sorry to interrupt," she said brightly, "but Lady Rui Lian wishes to see you both. She said it's urgent."
Yan Zijin set her cup down with a gentle clink, her gaze sharpening slightly. "I see..."
Zhao Tian stood up and muttered "Master..."
With a nod, Yan Zijin rose as well, smoothing her robes. "Let's hope it's not bad news."
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