As night fell, the rain stopped, the wind was gentle, and the clouds were light. It was the fifteenth, and the moon was exceptionally round.

Xu Qingzhou, who had been busy all day, went to bed early but did not sleep deeply.

As soon as the midnight gong sounded, he vaguely heard some noise coming from downstairs. With tired eyes, he listened carefully.

"Sister, what's wrong? Don't scare me."