Qinghua is lounging on the grass in the garden of his leisure house, enjoying the sunshine. His tail flicks back and forth, and occasionally, he uses one of his hands to bat at flies that are buzzing around his ears. He's wearing a brighter yellow robe than normal, and it's higher quality material as well. It's obvious that today is his day off.

Just then, he hears footsteps on the gravel path, and he opens one of his eyes to see his shixiong, Shen Qingqiu, walking over to him. Qingqiu takes in the way that Qinghua looks relaxed for once, and the nicer robes, which, despite being nicer than the younger man usually can afford to wear, are nowhere near the quality of Qingqiu's everyday wear. He sighs, and sits next to Qinghua.

Qingqiu: "Hua-shidi, it's good to see you relaxed for once.*

Qinghua: "Ah, but gege, you know there's too much to be done for this shidi to have many days off... Anyways, what brings you to this one's humble An Ding Peak, gege?"