It glared at the spirit spring water, or rather, at Qin Qianluo who was pouring the water. Its almost transparent body trembled slightly with anger, as if silently protesting against everything.
Spiritual spring water is an extremely precious and rare substance in the world, and it is exceptionally difficult to accumulate it on a daily basis.
It often takes several days, involving careful collection and waiting, and requires special methods and opportunities, to barely fill a cup.
However, at this moment, the person in front of me is so "extravagant," spending so much in one go.
This filled it with shock and anger, as if it had witnessed an intolerable act of waste.
Its emotions surged like turbulent waves in its mind.
It was trying to concentrate and figure out why the spiritual spring water was flowing out continuously when suddenly, a dazzling golden light struck it like lightning.
The golden light came on fiercely and at extremely fast speed. The halo had no time to react and was hit accurately by the golden light.
The halo suddenly shook violently, as if it had been hit by a strong earthquake.
It emitted a faint yet painful fluctuation, as if telling the world of its resentment and helplessness.
Immediately afterwards, a transparent power slowly flowed out from its body, as if it were some kind of mysterious power that it was forced to release under this sudden and powerful impact.
This force, carrying with it a halo of resentment and anger, swirled within the sea of consciousness.
Then, the golden light exerted its power again, like an invisible yet strong rope, tightly binding and sealing the halo.
After struggling for a while, the halo fell into a dormant state again, as if it had been mercilessly frozen in this moment by time, and all the anger and struggle came to an abrupt end.
Its light gradually dimmed, like a fallen star disappearing into the depths of the sea of consciousness.
The power emitted by that halo, like a silent shadow, quietly withdrew the protective mechanism that had been surrounding Qin Qianluo.
At this moment, Feng Qingyun, who was inside the space, was intently observing the outside environment through her spatial perception.
Her keen senses were like an invisible and intricate net, covering every corner around her and not missing the slightest change.
Suddenly, she was startled, clearly feeling as if something had vanished.
It felt like a familiar presence that had always been by your side had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
An ominous premonition welled up in her heart, and she immediately became alert, her nerves instantly tense, like a cheetah poised to pounce, ready to deal with any possible danger.
However, at this moment, Qin Qianluo had already finished relieving herself. Ling Xue reacted quickly, took a step forward, and steadily pulled Qin Qianluo into her arms.
He turned and ran towards the Duke's mansion, preparing to return home.
Left with no other choice, Feng Qingyun had to temporarily abandon her search for what the missing thing was and quickly refocus her attention on the environment outside the space.
She watched every blade of grass and tree outside the space with vigilance, her eyes as sharp as a hawk's, not missing a single slight movement, in order to prevent any unexpected events from happening.
Finally, with Ling Xue running at full speed, she safely brought Qin Qianluo back to the Duke's Mansion.
Qin Qianluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if all her fatigue had surged up like a tidal wave at this moment.
She slowly closed her eyes, snuggled deeper into the covers, and soon drifted off to sleep.
In her dream, perhaps she is experiencing a wonderful journey, with a slight smile on her lips, as if all her efforts and sacrifices have been released and comforted at this moment.
Her breathing gradually became steady. In her sleep, she seemed to feel the warmth of Su Jinyun beside her, as if all the danger and exhaustion had quietly disappeared.
Only tranquility and peace remained, gently enveloping her like the embrace of the night.
The next morning, the dawn light, like a delicate and soft veil, shone through the intricately carved window lattice.
Like a graceful fairy descending silently, she bathed the dining hall where Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun were.
That ray of morning light seemed to be given life, dancing and leaping lightly in the air, spreading warmth and light to every corner.
The table laden with delicacies was bathed in a dreamlike golden light, creating a warm and tranquil atmosphere throughout the dining room.
Qin Qianluo was sitting leisurely at the table, enjoying her breakfast with the utmost elegance.
The table was laden with a variety of exquisite pastries, each one a masterpiece of craftsmanship, uniquely shaped and showcasing the chef's superb skills.
Some of the pastries resemble blooming flowers, with delicate and lifelike petals and vibrant colors; others look like adorable little animals, their lively appearance making people smile.
The desserts are decorated with glistening icing, which shimmers with a delicate and enchanting light in the morning glow.
Like stars fallen from the night sky, they exude an alluring sweet fragrance.
The fragrance, subtle and delicate, like invisible threads, gently tantalized Qin Qianluo's olfactory senses.
The fragrant tea beside them was also steaming hot, with a delicate and elegant aroma wafting through the rising steam.
Intertwined with the sweet aroma of the pastries, it's like a feast for the senses, intoxicating all who smell it.
Qin Qianluo held silver chopsticks in her hand, which shimmered with a soft luster in the morning light, like a crescent moon.
She gently reached for a pastry that was as exquisite as a work of art, resembling a rosebud, delicate and captivating.
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