Nanchuan seemed to have finally shaken off last year's shadow, restoring its former picturesque beauty of clear waters and green mountains.
Lu Yu found an excuse to send Qian Xingzhi to Nanchuan along with him.
"Have you remembered anything more these past two days?"
The carriage slowly made its way through the streets of Nanchuan. Lu Yu reached out and touched Qian Xingzhi's head. "A change of scenery might help."
Qian Xingzhi, eating an orange peeled by Lu Yu, laughed. "It's strange—I haven't forgotten anything I told you. Are we heading to the Wei residence?"
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