This little wooden house, adorned with blooming flowers, became Nan Xian's home.
She summoned many small animals, and they made their homes near the cabin.
Finally, she was no longer alone.
She had a very pleasant time.
But soon, she remembered that person again—
The person who appeared countless times in her memories and dreams, yet whose face she could never see clearly.
He's waiting for her; she should go find him.
Nan Xian bids farewell to the animals and embarks on her journey once again.
This time, she had new friends by her side.
The little tree that had once sheltered her from the wind and rain transformed into a tree spirit and found her.
Trees can grow for eight hundred years, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate themselves. After a thousand years, if they have not committed any evil deeds, they can receive a great opportunity and transform into tree spirits.
This tree, simply because of Nan Xian's casual blessing, skipped a thousand years and transformed into a tree spirit.
However, because it did not cultivate itself, the tree spirit could not possess a human form.
But it didn't care. It stuck to Nan Xian like a little tail, following her wherever she went.
The tree spirit wanted Nanxian to name her, but since Nanxian woke up, everything she knew was a gift from heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth never endowed her with the ability to name things.
In fact, she didn't even know her own name.
Later, she found herself finally out of the mountains.
She stepped into the mundane world and saw many people who looked just like her but were not quite the same.
Her beauty was so striking that she wore a bamboo hat to cover her face; her figure was so alluring that she used magic to change into a simple blue robe and disguised herself as a night watchman, wandering among the people.
She felt joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; she tasted the complexities of love, hate, and obsession; she understood the difference between good and evil...
She still couldn't find that person, and gradually, the increasingly corrupt world no longer held any attraction for her.
She returned to the mountains and forests, and once again lived a carefree life.
Finally, one day, she sensed an unfamiliar presence—
It was a man, and he was approaching in his own direction.
Her heart began to pound, as if it were dancing a passionate war dance.
She approached quietly.
In the bamboo grove, beneath the shadows of the leaves, a snow-white figure stood alone, back straight, eyes filled with sorrow.
She gently touched the spot where her heart was, and couldn't help but step forward.
"Young scholar, who are you?"
**
Young scholar, who are you?
...And who am I?
Nan Xian stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to distinguish whether she was dreaming or in reality for a long time.
He Mingxiao's fingertips brushed against her cheek, his fingertips warm, his movements gentle, like touching a feather.
She snapped out of her daze and instinctively turned her head.
He lay on his side on the bed, his hair slightly disheveled, his chin resting on one hand, a very happy smile on his face.
"Awake? How...are you feeling?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, with an indescribable sexiness.
Nan Xian blinked, her gaze unconsciously sliding down his bare shoulder—down and down—
Her gaze froze, a thunderbolt seemed to explode in her mind, and she gasped softly.
The next second, she jumped off the bed like a startled rabbit, "You, you, you! What are you doing in my bed! And—" she wasn't wearing any clothes!
He Mingxiao raised an eyebrow leisurely, his gaze sweeping over her as he looked her over, his smile deepening.
Nan Xian was confused, and she subconsciously followed his gaze and looked down.
Nan Xian:! ! !
This time, she felt like her brain had split open.
Why am I not wearing any clothes?!
She was filled with shame and rage. She hurriedly squatted down, pulled the blanket over herself, glared at He Mingxiao, and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at him: "He Mingxiao! What have you done to me!"
This guy, he's still a patient himself, how could he do this!
Besides, she's on her period! How could he dare...!
Nan Xian gritted her teeth, her face turning even redder.
He Mingxiao caught the pillow with lightning speed and looked at her innocently: "Wait, don't jump to conclusions. You suddenly fainted last night. I wanted to call the doctor, but you suddenly—" He paused, looking conflicted, as if he didn't know how to describe it.
Nan Xian mistook his hesitation for guilt and immediately raised her voice: "I'm unconscious, and you still... isn't this taking advantage of me in my vulnerable state?"
Helpless, He Mingxiao simply said:
“Last night, you suddenly grew a pair of ears.”
Nan Xian was stunned: ? ? ?
He touched his chin, a look of reminiscence on his face.
"They should have fox ears; they feel really nice to the touch, and they make a little whimper when you touch them—"
Nan Xian's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and another pillow was thrown at her.
"Stop talking!"
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