Following Ze Lin's instructions, Jiang He decorated the elegant little house inside and out.
Instead of rushing to report back to Ze Lin, he sat on the soft couch prepared for that person, his emotions becoming increasingly unbalanced.
Several years have passed since the Lord parted ways with that person, but there has been no news of that person.
But the Lord always kept that person in his heart.
Jiang He saw all of his master's concern for that person.
But what about that person's relationship with the Lord?
Jiang He's deepest impression was of the big argument he had with the master before that person left.
Because of that argument, the Lord did not speak to anyone for three whole months.
Even so, the Lord still kept an eye on that person's movements. At the slightest hint of trouble related to that person, the Lord would change completely.
The thought that person could disappear for years and even completely forget about the Lord makes that person seem especially heartless in comparison to the Lord's attention to him.
Jiang He became increasingly resentful of his master, and his heart grew more and more unbalanced.
Even looking at this elegant little house makes me feel uncomfortable; that person should never move in.
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"Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!" Song Xiwei sneezed three times in a row.
Aoqian looked at her with a half-smile on his face.
Song Xiwei's cultivation level protected her body, and she hadn't been sick for many years.
The sneezing was quite strange; it seemed more like someone was talking badly about her behind her back.
After thinking it over, I realized that she was a kind person and had not offended anyone.
The ship finally docked just as dawn was breaking.
To reach Tai'an City in the human realm, it would take several days without using magic.
Given Aoqian's frail health, Song Xiwei naturally couldn't let him walk, so she spent a fortune to hire a carriage.
Along the way, the two of them were really like they were traveling in the human world. They were not in a hurry and just went wherever they wanted. When it was time to eat, they would find an inn to eat, and when it got dark, they would find an inn to stay overnight.
Five days passed slowly, and there were still three days' journey to Tai'an.
On this day, the place where the two rested was called Huicheng.
The weather inexplicably turned bad on the day we entered Huicheng.
This is also why Song Xiwei gave up continuing her journey.
Despite the clear blue skies and white clouds along the way, once we entered Huicheng, a dark cloud loomed overhead, accompanied by occasional rumbling thunder and howling winds.
Song Xiwei and Aoqian were lucky; in the entire Huicheng, only the Xilai Inn had one room left.
Song Xiwei urged Aoqian to take a hot bath first, while she went downstairs to inquire about some things.
From the moment Song Xiwei stepped into Huicheng, she sensed that something was off about the people and the atmosphere of the city.
I asked several people, but couldn't get any answers. However, that inexplicable feeling of unease grew stronger and stronger.
When they returned to the house, Aoqian was still in the bathtub.
Song Xiwei felt that he had been soaking for too long, and the water would have cooled down by now.
"Young Master?" Aoqian was called several times, but there was no response.
Song Xiwei sensed something was wrong and quickly went behind the curtain.
Aoqian's head was tilted to the side of the bathtub, his lips were purple, and he had fainted.
Song Xiwei, disregarding that Aoqian was still naked, pulled him out of the bathtub, wrapped him in a blanket, and hurriedly took his pulse.
Aoqian's pulse was very weak, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, which was a very bad sign.
Song Xi stared at Ao Qian nervously for a while, but he still showed no sign of waking up.
Having no other choice, she leaned down and pressed herself against him...
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