Lu Zheng returned home at three quarters past the hour of the pig. By this time, most of the people on the streets had dispersed. Yet the lanterns still shone brightly, warding off the cold night wind and illuminating the promise of spring in the coming year.
Lu Zheng glanced next door and noticed the Liu Family had already turned off their lights and gone to sleep. He then traveled back to the modern era to reply to some messages, washed up, and traveled back to ancient times to sleep.
Moonlight like water, a delightful time as if in a dream.
The shadow of peach blossoms falls, the beauty is before me.
"Lu Lang~"
Lu Zheng blinked and found himself suddenly in Shen Ying's boudoir.
"Lu Lang, during the Lantern Festival, I've already prepared wine and lit red candles. I wonder if Lu Lang would grace me with your presence, to chat with me?"
Shen Ying's voice was quite plaintive, as Lu Zheng had not visited her for half a month.
