Tingchao Pavilion, Third Level.
After renovation, the original prison has vanished.
In its place is a winding corridor, connecting different areas, alongside an indoor pond where several koi swim freely.
Beside the pond stands a cluster of jade-green bamboo, lush and vibrant.
Zhong Shenxiu sits comfortably in a Taishi chair, next to him is a young woman with a charming smile, dressed in white, her delicate face sharp, brimming with erudition.
"By the way, I keep forgetting to ask, what's your name?"
He put down the ancient scripture he was holding and suddenly asked.
"Everything the maid has is given by the master, and it is because of the master that I have been reborn. I request the master to bestow a name."
The scholarly young woman courteously bowed.
"Alright... The path of diligence leads through the mountain of books, I'll name you... Qin Weiyin."
Zhong Shenxiu casually made the decision.
