C170 Tea for Wine

"Jiang Wuyan, I'll head back to Bianliang tomorrow." As he fiddled with the lamp wick, he lowered his eyes slightly. Zhao Qingyan suddenly told him about something that he had decided long ago.

Jiang Wuyan stopped playing the zither and waited for the sound to fade before her gaze landed on Zhao Qingyan, "Take care."

Zhao Qingyan looked at him