C40 You Take Me Flying!

The moonlight bathed Ruan Qingge, giving him a silvery glow, his fair and handsome appearance like a favored child of the heavens. The young palace maid blushed as she stepped forward, her voice as soft as a bird's chirp, "Dr. Ann, I heard you cured Yale's illness..."

Ruan Qingge, mindful of the young girl's shyness, led her to the small grove where he had previously gone with Yale