After receiving Changqi's admission in person, Feng Qing was elated beyond measure; he immediately sprang to his feet and dashed out of the Book Collection Pavilion, longing to share the news with Su Zhiruan.
Once he had left, only Changqi remained in the vast Book Collection Pavilion. He didn't sit down, nor did he attend to his duties as usual.
Instead, he stood at the window, silently gazing at the rows of flowering trees below.
The flower trees had always been personally tended to by the old housekeeper, and during his absence over the past few days, they had been looked after and maintained by Su Zhiruan and the old housekeeper together.
In a moment of reverie, he felt as if he could see that small Attendant Student, who laughed with ease—a laugh shallow yet earnest.
As a god, he ought to have compassion for all beings, harbor care for the world, and see all creatures as one.
This was the right way to think, not only for himself but also for others.
