When Yan Liang closed his eyes for the last time in the previous world, he was lying alone on a recliner in the backyard of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion, basking in the sun, while Su Mengzhen was discussing matters with others in the front hall. For him, closing his eyes was just a deep sleep, and when he opened them again, all he saw was a sea of ​​blood.

...It's real blood.

He was surrounded by waist-high grass, the air thick with the smell of blood mixed with the scent of grass and earth, and the distant chirping of birds. Yan Liang blinked hard, trying to see clearly, but this only worsened his headache; everything before him remained a blood-red blur.

Yan Liang had a splitting headache and his whole body ached terribly. He took out a painkiller from his system space and drank it. After the pain subsided, he tried to get up from the bushes, but he fell back down with a thud halfway through his roll.

Even though the pain was relieved, I still didn't have enough strength, and the movement even caused a dull ache that spread throughout my body.

Yan Liang's head jolted violently, and blood began to flow from an unknown wound on his body, intensifying the fishy smell in the air.

The system felt both heartache and guilt. Yan Liang's current physical condition was not life-threatening, but it had no power to adjust his physical state at the moment. It was extremely sad and didn't know what to say.

In the previous world, Yan Liang collected and provided it with a very rich supply of emotional nourishment and completed the assigned tasks. The system had thought that it wouldn't be bad to continue like this in the future, but who would have thought that the randomly assigned identity in the new world would lead to this situation.

Yan Liang vaguely sensed the system's mood. He didn't care and offered some words of comfort before forcing himself to sit up halfway from the bushes. Just that one movement made him feel dizzy and his vision blurred.

His current appearance was both disheveled and frightening. The girl driving the carriage in the distance suddenly saw a blood-covered, disheveled head emerge from the swaying grass. Startled, she trembled, and the white horse in front suddenly accelerated, causing the carriage to lurch violently.

The young woman driving the car was startled, and then she heard a cold yet lively voice from inside the car: "What's wrong?"

The girl was both anxious and angry, afraid of upsetting the woman in the carriage, so she slowed down and replied respectfully, "Someone suddenly appeared in the bushes ahead. I was startled. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

The person in the carriage was none other than Yaoyue, the Grand Palace Master of Yihua Palace in Xiuyu Valley. After hearing the explanation from the girl driving the carriage, she unusually did not pursue the matter, but instead calmly instructed her to continue driving.

The girl driving the car felt relieved and secretly rejoiced that the Grand Palace Master was in a good mood because he had saved Young Master Jiang Feng and would not hold her responsible.

Neither of them paid any attention to the person who suddenly appeared from the bushes. The girl driving continued driving, getting closer and closer to the disheveled-looking person, when the person suddenly spoke.

"Young lady, could you please give me a ride to a nearby clinic? I'm injured and can't move."

The man's voice was hoarse and not exactly pleasant to listen to, but it contained a hint of an indescribable smile.

Upon hearing the voice, Yaoyue frowned slightly. She didn't want to pay attention to the person outside, but Jiang Feng, who was leaning against the window, saw the disheveled Yan Liang through the crack and felt sorry for him. So he said gently to Yaoyue, "Palace Mistress Yaoyue, I see that brother is seriously injured. May we let him get on the carriage as well?"

The young man was gentle and refined, and even though he was seriously injured, he did not lose his composure. Being looked at with such a gentle gaze by such a person, Yaoyue, as if possessed, asked the girl driving the carriage to bring the person who made the sound in the bushes into the carriage.

"Thank you, young lady."

The driver, looking disgusted, half-helped Yan Liang into the carriage. Yan Liang thanked her politely, but now everyone he saw was shrouded in a hazy, bloody mist. Even inside the carriage, he couldn't clearly see Jiang Feng and Yao Yue's faces.

After entering the carriage, he thanked Yaoyue again and gave her his name. Yaoyue saw that he looked disheveled and in a terrible state, and displeased, she nodded slightly and looked away.

Yan Liang leaned against the carriage wall, his vision blurring. He saw that he had taken some medicine in front of the carriage, which only stopped the bleeding. He still needed to treat his injuries and wait for time to recover. At this moment, his head was dizzy and he was slightly dazed. Then, the string in his mind loosened, his head tilted, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang Feng had been besieged and attacked, but he was able to escape death thanks to Yao Yue's help after passing by. Now he was also seriously injured. Seeing Yan Liang fall asleep in a daze, he also felt drowsy and closed his eyes involuntarily, leaning against the carriage wall and falling into a dream.

Yaoyue sat alone in the middle, looking at the sleeping men on either side, and felt inexplicably annoyed.

If it were just Jiang Feng alone, it would be fine, but the sight of this disheveled man sleeping is truly unpleasant.

Yan, the light bulb, remained fast asleep, shining like an LED light that ruined the atmosphere, completely unaware that he was being utterly disliked by the person he had just met.

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When Yan Liang woke up, the road he was on was the road leading to the Yihua Palace in Xiuyu Valley. He was unconscious, and Yaoyue did not want to delay the time for treating Jiang Feng, so she simply brought Yan Liang to the Yihua Palace as well.

The disciples of Yihua Palace were astonished to see Yaoyue bring back two seriously injured men, but Yaoyue was always cold and stern, so they dared not say much. They simply carried the two men and followed Yaoyue into the palace as she instructed.

Lianxing had been waiting for Yaoyue to return to the palace since receiving the news. Yaoyue slowly ascended the long steps, her figure ethereal like a fairy in the clouds. Lianxing smiled at her, but Yaoyue, who was always cold and aloof to everyone, only glanced at Lianxing before continuing on her way.

Lianxing was left behind, her smile sweet, but her eyes fell on the two men being carried up by the female disciples.

She immediately spotted Jiang Feng being carefully carried.

Jiang Feng was elegant and refined, with a gentle demeanor. The bloodstains on his white robes added a unique charm to him. Even in his unconscious state, he remained captivating. The disciples of the Yihua Palace, who were usually secluded from the world and rarely saw outsiders, had heard of Jiang Feng's reputation as "the most handsome man in the world." Upon seeing him in person, they realized that the world was not exaggerating; Jiang Feng truly deserved the title.

Compared to Jiang Feng, Yan Liang, who was disheveled, his face obscured, and dressed in rags, was worlds apart. The female disciples, who always valued cleanliness, instinctively disliked Yan Liang for being covered in mud. Poor Yan Liang, he was already being scorned by all the female disciples of Yihua Palace while still unconscious.

Lianxing glanced at it and then looked away, turning around and following Yaoyue into the inner hall.

At this moment, her mind was filled with the young man's handsome and extraordinary face, but when she looked up and saw Yaoyue's figure, Lianxing suppressed her pounding heart and once again showed her usual childlike smile.

The system silently crouched in Yan Liang's consciousness space, collecting the emotions of the people around it. It was unhappy that all the girls only saw Jiang Feng and ignored their host.

The host is so kind! So adorable! How could anyone dislike him?!

After sleeping for a day and a night, Yan Liang woke up to find himself with a system looking aggrieved. The system was angrily complaining to him about how the women disliked him. Yan Liang lazily lay on the bed, listening to it ramble on in his mind, and then comforted it in the end.

From the system's injustices, Yan Liang learned that the woman in the carriage was the Grand Palace Master, the man was Jiang Feng, the "most handsome man in the world," and there was also a Second Palace Master present.

Regarding the system's complaint that some people disliked him, Yan Liang himself didn't care. Whether others liked him or not was their business, and who he liked was his own business. It's impossible for everyone to be a flower that everyone loves. Besides, they had healed his wounds. Being disliked and rejected by the girls was a hundred times better than dying right away.

After being calmed down, the system issued a task. This time, Yan Liang had no memories of the original owner; his mind was completely blank except for his own affairs. The system's task was related to this—to find out the original owner's identity and understand the reason for his serious injuries.

Besides these, there are daily tasks that are issued after scouting the surrounding area, but Yan Liang would do these even if the system did not issue any tasks.

Now Yan Liang lies alone on the bed. The girl who treated his injuries tidied him up briefly and left. Everyone only remembers Jiang Feng, who is unconscious in the Li Palace. No one cares about Yan Liang, who was brought to Yihua Palace with Jiang Feng.

Yan Liang walked unsteadily to the door, pausing every few steps. He pushed the door open, leaned against the doorframe, and looked out. Outside, flowers were in full bloom, trees provided ample shade, and beautiful girls walked side by side, talking in hushed tones.

Someone noticed the commotion and walked towards Yan Liang with a cold expression, saying, "You're awake?"

Yan Liang smiled and said, "I'm awake. Thank you, young lady."

"If you want to thank someone, you should thank my Palace Master." The girl in white said coldly. "Go back to your room first. I will come back to you after I have reported to the Palace Master on how to deal with you."

Handling...

Yan Liang found the wording subtle, but didn't take it to heart. Instead, he shamelessly made a request: "Can I not come inside? I'll just sit outside."

The girl in white glanced at him and reluctantly agreed: "Don't talk to other girls, and don't leave this courtyard."

Yan Liang nodded in agreement. His face was now wrapped in bandages due to his injury, revealing only his smiling eyes. The girl's heart skipped a beat when he looked at her, but the thought of the hideous scars on her face when she bandaged his wounds made her feel nauseous, so she left without looking back, her face cold.

Yan Liang keenly sensed the white-clad girl's momentary disdain, feeling helpless. Meanwhile, the system, already unhappy, stood up for Yan Liang, making him even more helpless.

After calming down the fuming system once again, and letting it absorb food to vent its anger, Yan Liang sat at the table in the courtyard, propping his head up with his hand, thoughtfully considering the things he had encountered in this world.

The system reported to him that the surrounding area was full of female disciples, and the girl in white had explicitly told him not to approach or talk to any girls, which showed that the attitude of this place towards men was very subtle.

Yan Liang guessed the rules here, and at the same time understood that the Grand Palace Master only wanted to take Jiang Feng back to Yihua Palace, and he himself was just a side trip.

Looks like we should thank that brother Jiang Feng.

Yan Liang thought deeply, his heart filled with gratitude for Jiang Feng, who had helped him get rescued along the way.

Author's Note: I'm here—

Is everyone guessing it's Young Master Fang? OTZ

This has made me hesitant to even say who Haiyan Heqing is anymore _(:з」∠)_

The preceding text refers not only to the content of "Sending a Letter to the Long Wind," but also to all chapters prior to yesterday's chapter.

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Do you all still remember Li Ganqing?

My original character _(:з」∠)_ Li Ganqing, who was chosen by Shi Guanyin in the Chu Liuxiang world, and was trapped in the desert for two years before being rescued by Yan Liang.

In the phrase "海晏河清" (Hai Yan He Qing), "晏" refers to Yan Liang, and "清" refers to Li Ganqing.

I meant "easy to guess" when it came to names... but it seems like they're not so easy to guess TT

When I was writing about Li Ganqing, I found his character design really appealing.

So, my mind started racing, and I secretly started thinking about a lot of things.

【Li Ganqing→→→→→→→Yan Liang】

I love the tropes of unrequited love, unrequited love, redemption, obsession, and lifelong unrequited love, so I considered writing a story about Li Ganqing.

There are 1568 words about his inner journey that don't actually exist, all of which are in my mind.

Sorry to those who guessed wrong! My imagination ran wild!

But I can guarantee that Yan Liang will absolutely not have a romantic partner!!

Yan Liang would never fall in love with any one person; his love would always be for the magnificent landscapes, the beauty of the land, and the splendor of humankind.

(Sorry OTZ) Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants with nutrient solution between 16:18:12 on April 7, 2020 and 21:52:39 on April 8, 2020!

Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yansheng (1);

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Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!