"Drink! Drink! Don't think too much!" Wang Jin spoke up, interrupting Jiang Ning's thoughts.
Jiang Ning quickly collected himself and smiled at Wang Jin.
Then he raised his wine bowl and drank with Wang Jin.
The sun set in the west, and dusk gradually deepened.
The two in the courtyard clinked cups and joked, laughing cheerfully.
In the slanting sunlight, their shadows grew longer and longer.
...
Royal Capital.
When Jiang Ning appeared outside the Royal Capital City.
Night had already fallen.
In the western sky far away, a hazy moonlight had risen.
Shrouded in thin clouds, it was full of a dreamy and indistinct color.
The moonlight, like a thin veil, enveloped the earth.
If it were any other city, the city gates would already be closed by now.
But at this time, the gates were still bustling with carriages and people entering and leaving.
Through the passage, he could still see the bustling scene behind.
