As she gradually approached the courtyard where Yan Xiyu resided, her eyes seemed to flicker with flames, and suddenly, she clenched her fist.
By this time, it was completely dark, and the servant girls in the courtyard, after serving Yan Xiyu, were sleepy themselves.
Li Luo had lived in the Yan family for many years; to put it bluntly, she knew every plant and tree here like the back of her hand.
In the night, the Black Cloak was her best camouflage.
She didn't go directly to the study but instead quietly pushed open the bedroom door.
Evading the dozing servant girls, she fished a handkerchief from her bosom and slowly approached the direction of the bed curtains.
...
Yan Xiyu had a dream.
In the dream, it was the time when she had just arrived at the Yan family. The Yan Family Master found many tutors for her, and she learned to read and write with them, later beginning martial arts lessons.
At that time, Li Luo, as her study companion, also learned along with her.
