"A rain in the deep mountains, and everywhere the streams cascade down."
After a heavy rain, the Rhododendron Valley was washed clean, the waterfalls were like ribbons, the streams were flowing everywhere, and the clouds and mist were swirling, making it seem like a fairyland.
Looking down from above, the sea of clouds above the valley resembles a boundless ocean. Though the surface is calm, undercurrents surge and change in an instant, displaying ever-changing and magnificent phenomena.
In the quiet valley, a creaking sound rang out.
Suddenly, the door to the tea room was pushed open from the outside, and a man dressed in a white brocade robe with his black hair half-tied up stepped across the threshold and walked in.
After entering the room, the man paused to survey the surroundings and soon discovered Yi Shangyun, who was still unconscious on the bed.
So he carefully walked over to her.
"Yun'er?" In an instant, the man's eyes widened as he looked at the person who had appeared before him in disbelief.
They moved even closer, and when they finally saw the person's appearance clearly, they were instantly stunned to see that Yi Shangyun was pale, weak, and unconscious.
He timidly reached out a trembling hand and gently shook her exposed arm twice, softly calling out, "Yun'er, wake up, wake up, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that she had not responded to his calls for a long time, the man had a bad feeling and quickly moved his hand to her nose and other places to continue to check.
It wasn't until he felt a burning heat against her forehead that he was startled once again: "How could this be... what on earth happened?"
Without time to think, he quickly lifted the hem of his robe and sat down beside her, taking one of her hands and carefully taking her pulse.
"Excessive blood loss after miscarriage led to insufficient qi and blood, coupled with emotional distress and depression, and also a severe case of wind-cold..."
As the man took her pulse, he muttered to himself, his brows furrowed the entire time, his expression one of deep concern as he gazed at Yi Shangyun's face.
After taking his pulse, I was filled with doubts.
A pregnant woman should be well cared for and looked after, but why has Yi Shangyun become so miserable after only a few days?
But saving lives was the most important thing right now, so he quickly took out a pill from his pocket and tried to feed it to Yi Shangyun.
But it was only then that he realized that, for some reason, Yi Shangyun was stubbornly refusing to open her mouth to take the medicine.
"What's wrong with you? You're so disheartened, you don't even have the slightest will to live."
Left with no other choice, Tuoba Hong had an idea. He got up and helped Yi Shangyun up from the couch to sit down. He then sat down next to her, letting her soft, boneless, and extremely weak body lean firmly against him.
Then, he put the pill in his mouth and began to chew it.
Only when he felt that the texture was thick enough for Yi Shangyun to swallow did he lean down and touch Yi Shangyun's soft lips.
Sure enough, this time the pills were successfully transferred into Yi Shangyun's mouth before Tuoba Hong removed them.
Then she carefully laid down Yi Shangyun's body so that she could lie down comfortably, and then got up and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt around her.
He sat down beside her, wiping the fine sweat that quickly seeped from her forehead, while waiting for her to wake up.
Time passed second by second, accompanied by wisps of incense smoke rising from the tea room.
I don't know how much time passed.
Finally, Yi Shangyun's eyelids began to move slightly.
Upon seeing him, Tuoba Hong exclaimed with delight, "You're finally awake!"
Yi Shangyun tried hard to open his eyes, and when he saw the familiar face in front of him, he was equally surprised and said, "You...you are Tuoba...Hong? How is it you? Second Prince, what are you doing here?"
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Hong froze, the surprise on his face gone. He was stunned: Yes, how was he supposed to answer her now?
Was he going to tell her that he was secretly following his elder brother because his brother was plotting a great revenge?
He certainly couldn't say that.
At least, at this moment, when her body is so vulnerable, he cannot tell her this news and add to her burden.
So he lied and said, "I had nothing to do these days, and I heard that the azaleas here are blooming beautifully, so I came to see them. I never expected to run into you here again."
"Oh, I see." Yi Shangyun believed it and said slowly.
Looking into her eyes, Tuoba Hong suddenly felt guilty and quickly looked away.
Just then, Yi Shangyun suddenly realized something and said, "By the way, do you know that the First Prince... he's still alive? He's the one who brought me here. Have you ever seen him?"
“When I arrived, you were the only one here, unconscious, and there was no one else,” Tuoba Hong said without much surprise.
Seeing that his answer was somewhat absent-minded, as if he was avoiding something, Yi Shangyun tentatively asked, "You... did you already know that the eldest prince was still alive?"
Upon hearing this, Tuoba Hong suddenly came to his senses and abruptly looked up, meeting Yi Shangyun's questioning gaze.
After a moment's thought, he said, "My brother has been through countless battles since he was a child, and he always manages to find a glimmer of hope in adversity. Therefore, I have always believed that he is still alive in this world."
After a moment's thought, Yi Shangyun realized that what Tuoba Hong said wasn't entirely unreasonable, so she put aside her doubts.
She turned away, her voice tinged with sadness, and said, "Then you must have missed it. The battle in the Northwest was fierce and intense, a true struggle for survival... It's all my fault."
Recalling the past, Yi Shangyun couldn't help but shed tears silently again.
When Tuoba Hong saw her tears fall again, he hurriedly comforted her, saying, "I told you, none of this is your fault, and you never need to blame yourself for it."
After a while, Yi Shangyun suddenly got up and struggled to get out of bed.
Upon seeing this, Tuoba Hong quickly reached out to stop her and advised, "Lie down quickly. You just had a miscarriage and caught a cold. Your body is still very weak. You must rest in bed and take good care of yourself. Don't be careless."
Upon hearing the word "miscarriage," Yi Shangyun stopped what she was doing, and her face gradually froze, as if she had frozen in place.
Tuoba Hong seemed to realize his slip of the tongue, but the words had already been spoken and could not be taken back.
So he could only explain to her, "When I came in and found you, you were unconscious and in critical condition, so I took your pulse."
Seeing the expressionless face on Yi Shangyun's face, Tuoba Hong knew that she was actually trying her best to suppress the pain deep in her heart.
He then felt extremely guilty and apologized to them, saying, "I'm sorry I'm late."
Yi Shangyun was indeed trying her best to hold back her tears.
However, at this moment she really could no longer sit in front of Tuoba Hong as if nothing had happened, because she simply couldn't hold back any longer.
So she gritted her teeth, looked him in the eye, and said, "I'm much better now, can you let me get up and get some fresh air?"
The two locked eyes instantly. Tuoba Hong hesitated for a moment, but finally let go of her.
Stepping out of the gate of the courtyard where the teahouse is located, and walking along a winding path in front of the gate, a vast expanse of misty, boundless lake comes into view.
Nestled among the green trees, the lake water is a deep, clear green, and the distant mountains seem both present and absent.
The two stopped there.
Tuoba Hong tightened his black cloak around Yi Shangyun's neck and said with concern, "It's windy by the lake, and there was just a heavy rain. You should stay here for a while. But we agreed that you can only stay for a short time. You must go back to bed and rest as soon as possible..."
"Okay, I got it. When did you become so talkative?" Yi Shangyun nodded, smiled at her, and teased her.
But this scene suddenly reminded her of the happy times she had spent on the grasslands.
The two stood there silently for a long time.
Finally, it was Yi Shangyun who spoke first.
She gazed at the distant mountains, faintly visible through the clouds, and said, "I don't know why, but I often have a dream, a dream of another world completely different from this one. But some things and some people in that dream world seem too real. I often can't even tell if it's a dream or reality."
"Life is like a dream, and a dream is like life," Tuoba Hong said quietly.
Yi Shangyun gave a bitter smile and said, "But why is it always so bitter, whether in reality or in dreams?"
“It is the obsession in one’s heart that causes suffering, and it is the letting go of the obsession that brings relief from suffering,” Tuoba Hong said in a deep voice.
Yi Shangyun took a deep breath and said, "Yes... Letting go brings relief from suffering... But how can one let go? If one truly lets go, it probably can't be called an obsession anymore!"
Finally, Tuoba Hong couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? A few days ago, I saw that you were perfectly fine. How could this happen so suddenly? What happened to your child?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Shangyun clenched her fists tightly, gripping the hem of her clothes, and finally couldn't hold back her tears again.
Once she had calmed down a bit, she recounted to him everything that had happened during that time.
After hearing everything Yi Shangyun said, Tuoba Hong was extremely shocked: "How could he do this?"
There was a sense that something was wrong with Xuanyuan Han's actions, but no one could quite figure it out.
After a moment of contemplation, he quietly asked, "Do you still love him?"
Yi Shangyun lowered her eyes and stared at her abdomen, saying bitterly, "Father, Mother, child... all the people I love most in this world are gone. Tell me, how can I still love him?"
Seeing that Yi Shangyun was in such a predicament, Tuoba Hong reached out and grabbed her shoulder, slowly turning her to face him, and wiped away the tears from her face.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled her into his large, warm embrace and held her tightly, feeling an indescribable tenderness over her.
A hand gently stroked her hair again and again, gazing at the layers of mist on the lake, and murmured, "When the fog rose, I loved you silently in a secluded corner. Now that the fog has cleared, how I wish that everyone could know that I love you. But..."
She nestled close to his heart, listening to his whispered words, and tears silently streamed down her face...
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