A Breeze

He really wanted to ask—wasn't this thrilling?

"You may leave."

The old Emperor's expression was not too pleasant as he waved his hand at the eunuch to dismiss him.

In the Qiongzhi Courtyard of the Prince Zhan Yun Residence…

An Jiuyue was refining medicinal pills when Qian Jiyun woke up to get ready for the morning court assembly. Although he moved gently, she still woke up and could not fall asleep after that.

With nothing to do, she took out the pill-refining furnace to refine pills. There was no reason why she couldn't refine pills here when she could do so in the plane where Zhan Beiyue was, right?

Although there was no spiritual energy in this plane, she could still give it a try.

"Master, do you still have the time to refine medicinal pills?"

Wei Na had been extremely bored recently, so he chatted with his master from the space.

"I don't have anything to do." An Jiuyue shrugged as she sorted out the herbs.