37 Night Visi (1/2)

After the carriage entered the imperial city, Lin Qinghui drove around, meandering for a while before he decided to go into an inn to stay for a few nights.

He had the horse and carriage filled with goods taken care of, the only thing he took with him was a long painting container that most painters brought along with them as they traveled places. The canister was wrapped in a dark blue brocade and stood out greatly, as his cloak was white.

Upon entering the inn, he could spot the innkeeper dozing off at the front desk. The middle-aged man occasionally shivering in his sleep, from the cold air seeping through the plain wooden doors.

Seeing this, Lin Qinghui did not show any change in expression, simply tapping gently on the front table, producing a loud and clear sound to awaken the man from his sweet trip with the god of dreams.

The innkeeper awoke to see a handsome young man dressed in a pristine white cloak, carrying a blue painting container. His eyes were as beautiful as the twinkling stars in the sky, and his gaze neither cold nor warm.

”How may I help?” The innkeeper gives a cough and asks, as he snaps out from his stupor.

”People come to the inn to rent a room?”

”Of course.” The innkeeper blurts out. He could not believe that he had asked such a rhetorical question. Of course, would a person come to the inn to buy vegetables?

Lin Qinghui places a tael of silver on his desk and says ”A room for eight days please.”

”Here”, the innkeeper grabs a tag and key indicating the room number the key led too, ”Room six.” He added.

Lin Qinghui took the tag and walked up the creaky stairs. Though this was the imperial capital, there were differences in qualities of inns, and this was one of lesser quality, so the prices weren't as sky high as one would imagine.

He opened the door to reveal a decently clean room, and placed his things on the table, before sitting down at the table, to close his eyes.

His ears silently listened to the night. The winds rustled in the bare branches, as the snow fell continuously from the sky.

It was when the third gong came in the middle of the night, that his eyes opened again.

”Since it's cold out there, why don't you come in.” Lin Qinghui said quietly towards the closed window.