We can explore everywhere in our dream world.
Yan Huanyue sat cross-legged beside Pei Xuanzhi, broke the seal that was blocking his spiritual meridians, and then slowly poured her own spiritual energy into his body.
However, her innate spiritual energy was too abundant, while Pei Xuanzhi was born with weak spiritual veins. The two spiritual energies intertwined within him, and he soon found himself unable to withstand it.
He trembled all over, let out a muffled groan, his brow furrowed, and whispered in a daze, "Huanyue... Sister... I feel so bad..."
Fu Yinhuan, whose wrist was pierced, smiled coldly. This enchantress was a seductive creature, usually dressed in white, with a cold and aloof demeanor.
So that's how she pretends to be innocent and naive behind the scenes. She can never hide her innate charm and desire for favor and benefit.
Feeling unwell?
Ha, you have the nerve to whine and complain about this little bit of pain? Who is the one in this dark room who is actually suffering, enduring pain, and bleeding without being able to utter a single word?
He had already been tortured today. If Yan Huanyue hadn't brought Pei Xuanzhi in, fearing that Pei Xuanzhi would hear the chains rattling, he wouldn't have had to endure those four nails!
This succubus who harms others truly deserves to die!
Yan Huanyue ignored Pei Xuanzhi's murmurs and continued to use her spiritual energy to help him recover.
Half-awake, Pei Xuanzhi seemed to still be in that wilderness, enduring the pain alone.
The person who arrived on a sword in his memory seemed like a hazy dream. He tried to struggle, but was tightly enveloped by an unnamed pressure, leaving him powerless and unable to break free.
Tears welled in his eyes, gradually soaking the red ribbon covering them, then trickling down his temples. Suppressing a sob, he murmured softly, "Sister...didn't you come to save me...?"
Yan Huanyue withdrew her magic spell and fed Pei Xuanzhi another pill, sending it down with her spiritual power.
She gently patted his arm through the cloak, then leaned close to his ear and whispered comfortingly, "I've saved you. Now you're alright. Sleep peacefully."
Pei Xuanzhi struggled to free his bound hands and murmured, "Huanyue, my hands are stiff too..."
After saying that, he fell into a deep sleep and made no further sound.
Fu Yinhuan wanted to kill someone.
But murder is a very delicate matter. If you want to avoid being discovered or investigated, you have to do a lot of things to cover up the traces.
He did not consider himself a bloodthirsty person, nor a troublemaker. Over the years, every life he had taken had been in some way beneficial to him.
But today, he simply wanted this shameless succubus dead.
Ha, women don't like this kind of weak, sickly, delicate, and painless good-for-nothing man. How long can such a man withstand the test of time?
Yan Huanyue is only young and naive, which is why she's willing to stay with an incompetent good-for-nothing...
Fu Yinhuan's gaze fell on the misty pink figure sitting quietly on the ground. Her long, smooth, black hair covered her slender back and fell softly onto the black wood carved with talismans.
In his past life, he had touched this long hair; it was when she tried to escape that he grabbed her hair and dragged her out of the snowy forest outside Yunjing City.
He simply forgot the feeling he had that day at the foot of Yongbei Mountain, and everything that followed should never have happened.
His memory shouldn't return at this time, but should have come back on the night she married Yu Zhao, and after she chased Yu Zhao and Tan Guiyi into the deep forest, he should have taken her away and cared for her properly.
or......
Everything in this life, at this moment, has not yet happened. Originally, it should have been a blessing from heaven that he could approach her step by step, win her over, and choose an ending completely different from his previous life. But why did she have the memories of her previous life ahead of time?
Why is God always so unfair to him?
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Yan Huanyue gently brushed away a few strands of hair stuck to Pei Xuanzhi's cheek with cold sweat, and chased away the curious fat mouse that had come closer.
Once the spiritual energy within his body began to circulate normally and the pills gradually took effect, his expression in his sleep became much more relaxed, and the cold sweat on his forehead stopped.
Yan Huanyue then lit a calming incense stick and, to prevent him from waking up midway, cast a spell to keep him asleep for a while longer.
Pei Xuanzhi was completely unconscious from the spell she cast on him, and had no will to resist.
Yan Huanyue reached into the cloak covering him, groped her way to untie his hands, washed the dirt off his hands with spiritual liquid, and then applied medicine to the wounds on his hands.
Then he put his hands back on and tied them up, got up and went out to explore the mountains.
Apart from seeing one and a half corpses, there was nothing else.
She did not linger there, and instead took the small black box and flew on her sword to a nearby town.
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Blood dripped from Fu Yinhuan's nailed wrists. He was bound in a corner, quietly observing the person lying on the ground not far away.
The succubus's beauty goes without saying, but she is still young.
The last time he saw Pei Xuanzhi in his previous life was inside the dark and gloomy punishment hall of the Tianyan Sect.
Pei Xuanzhi, well past twenty, sat on a high chair before him, his white robes reflecting the dim candlelight. He held a white porcelain medicine bottle lightly in his hand, slightly raising his eyes, and said calmly:
How did you obtain the ingredients for this medicine?
Squeak, squeak...
The fat rat curiously approached the sleeping Pei Xuanzhi again, and Fu Yinhuan secretly urged in her heart to bite off his neck.
But the fat rat seemed to sense some danger and turned to run away.
A short while later, Yan Huanyue came in from outside, gave the rats some food, and then bent down to carry Pei Xuanzhi out, without giving Fu Yinhuan a second glance.
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Pei Xuanzhi closed his eyes, the sweet fragrance emanating from Yan Huanyue lingering around his nose.
Her cold fingertips gently traced his abdomen through his clothes, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, drawing a familiar talisman.
He trembled slightly, feeling the agonizing drawing, and anticipating where each stroke would lead.
But those times never came.
Every time she just started drawing the lower abdomen, she would ruthlessly start all over again. Time and time again, all her endless accumulation and expectations were in vain.
He didn't know what he wanted, but he clearly knew he hadn't gotten everything.
He tilted his head back, his long, slender fingers gripping the blankets beneath him, his Adam's apple bobbing as he forced back tears, sobbing as he said, "Huanyue... Sister... please finish writing... please finish writing..."
"Junior Brother Pei? What are you writing?"
Pei Xuanzhi's dream came to an abrupt end, like a withered branch suddenly broken by the north wind.
He suddenly opened his eyes. It was dusk, and the wind was howling past the window, carrying snow.
The room was warm and fragrant with the aroma of burning charcoal.
He was covered with two blankets, which made him feel a little stuffy, and he felt a faint tingling sensation in his waist and legs.
Yan Huanyue stood by his bedside, holding a bowl of steaming porridge, and asked with a puzzled look, "What did you vaguely say you wanted to write just now?"
Pei Xuanzhi blinked her eyes, which were brimming with spring water, and looked away. She coughed and said lightly, "It's nothing, I just dreamt I was copying a book."
Yan Huanyue gently stirred the steaming porridge in the bowl and said nonchalantly, "Don't even think about it now that you're still injured. There will be endless things to collect when you go back."
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his eyes, and after a long while, said in a low voice, "It was my fault, that was not good."
Yan Huanyue put down the porridge in her hand, helped him up, draped a cloak over his shoulders, and covered the hood with it.
He leaned against the headboard with two soft pillows, drooping there softly like a kite with its frame removed.
He kept his head down, his face hidden by his hood, so you couldn't see what his complexion looked like.
Yan Huanyue handed him the bowl of steaming porridge. He stretched out his pale, slender hands, the veins of which were even more prominent, and his hands trembled.
The black jade bracelet hanging on her wrist made the contrast between white and black appear somewhat jarring.
Yan Huanyue sat down by his bedside with a bowl in her hand and suggested, "Sit up a little more, and I'll feed you."
He simply withdrew his hands and then remained motionless.
"Xuanzhi?"
Pei Xuanzhi stirred, and after a long while, slowly raised his head.
As he looked up, Yan Huanyue's breath hitched slightly, and she asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
The boy blinked, his eyes still tinged with anger and grievance, the corners of his eyes reddening.
He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yan... I have a bit of a headache."
Yan Huanyue smiled and said, "There's nothing to apologize for. After you've had some porridge and rested for a while, I'll ask the waiter to boil some water so you can take a bath when night falls."
A steaming bowl of porridge was brought to his lips, and Yan Huanyue instructed, "Open your mouth."
He opened his lips and put the edge of the porcelain spoon into his mouth. As the spoon tilted, a warm stream flowed into his mouth. He gradually raised his head and subconsciously swallowed the porridge, quietly watching her serious expression.
Yan Huanyue felt a little uneasy under his gaze, thinking that he looked dazed and probably hadn't recovered yet. She wanted to wait until he rested for a while before asking him about last night.
Lingju, leading the carriage, had followed them all the way here, where they were surrounded by onlookers. She went to settle Lingju in.
When she returned before nightfall, Pei Xuanzhi had indeed returned to normal, with his half-dry long hair loose, wearing a new set of clothes and sitting at the table reading a book.
Seeing that she had returned, he stood up, bowed, and said, "Thank you very much, Senior Sister Yan."
Yan Huanyue said, "There's no need to be so polite. What exactly happened last night?"
Pei Xuanzhi strolled behind her and gently closed the door, saying casually, "The two people I offended before were originally going to teach me a lesson, but they started arguing over that bead first, so I ran out."
Thinking of the bead she had destroyed, Yan Huanyue asked, "Do you know what kind of bead that was?"
Pei Xuanzhi stood at the table, poured a cup of hot tea, pulled out a chair, and said, "I was only concerned with escaping for my life and didn't know what that bead was... Senior Sister, please sit down."
Thank you.
Yan Huanyue sat down in the chair and asked, "Have you offended anyone else?"
Pei Xuanzhi shook his head, moved a chair to sit to her left, and reached over to take the teapot from her right.
"I don't usually make enemies, so there shouldn't be any."
I don't know what he used when he bathed, but now that I'm a little closer, his light fragrance wafts around me, refreshing and pleasant.
Yan Huanyue smelled the fragrance, picked up the teacup and took a sip. She didn't know how his original alluring fragrance differed from this one, but it smelled very nice.
Just as she was thinking, she heard him say casually, "There are many scenic spots along the way to Chang'an. Senior Sister doesn't come here often, so we can look around."
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