The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he quickly reached out to test the temperature of Baili Dongjun's hand. When he touched the warm skin, he felt a little relieved, but he still didn't dare to let his guard down.

Tang Lian then took a deep breath and carefully placed his finger under Baili Dongjun's nose, carefully feeling for any breath coming in or out. Time seemed to freeze, and every second was a torture for Tang Lian. Finally, he noticed the steady breathing and breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, Sikong Changfeng and the others also hurried to the scene. Seeing this scene, they all looked solemn and rushed forward in two steps, asking, "What on earth is going on?" As he spoke, Sikong Changfeng quickly extended his right hand and placed it on Baili Dongjun's pulse.

Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian both held their breath, staring intently at Sikong Changfeng. After a moment, Sikong Changfeng slowly withdrew his hand, an indescribable expression on his face, as if he was about to speak but couldn't. He simply glanced silently at the still unconscious Baili Dongjun.

When Tang Lian saw Sikong Changfeng's expression, her heart tightened and she quickly asked, "Third Master, what happened to my master?" After that, she looked at Sikong Changfeng anxiously, waiting for his answer.

Sikong Changfeng flicked his sleeves lightly, rolled his eyes fiercely in the direction of Baili Dongjun, and said unhappily: "What's the matter? He's just drunk!" After saying that, he curled his lips, as if he was speechless about this matter.

However, Tang Lian did not relax at all because of Sikong Changfeng's words. Instead, his brows furrowed even tighter. He said worriedly, "But... my master is a wine immortal. Even though he drinks countless times every day, I've never seen him so drunk and unconscious as he is today. Even if he drinks a lot, he wouldn't end up like this! There must be something wrong here, Third Master!"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng's expression instantly grew serious. He frowned, slowly approaching Baili Dongjun and sitting down beside him. He then extended his right index and middle fingers, gently placing them on Baili Dongjun's wrist, and intently began to examine his pulse. However, after a meticulous examination, the result remained the same—he was simply drunk.

Faced with this situation, everyone was at a loss for a moment. Ultimately, they decided to take Baili Dongjun back to the City Lord's Mansion before making any further plans. Upon returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Sikong Changfeng immediately went into his study, rummaging through thick medical and ancient books, flipping through them page by page, searching for any possible clues.

Meanwhile, Tang Lian was frantically searching for Xiao Se. When he finally saw Xiao Se, he hurried forward and anxiously asked, "Xiao Se, what kind of wine did my master drink?"

Xiao Se was surprised to see Tang Lian so flustered, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Is it true that he hasn't woken up yet?"

Tang Lian nodded heavily, her expression growing increasingly serious as she replied, "That's right. No matter how we shook him, called out to him, or even used every possible method to stimulate him, he showed absolutely no reaction. Third Master took his pulse and could only confirm that he was indeed drunk. Other than that, he found no other abnormal symptoms."

After hearing this, Xiao Se tried hard to recall the scene. After a moment's thought, he responded, "I'm not sure what the wine was exactly. I only smelled a strong aroma of peach blossoms at the time, but as for the wine itself, there shouldn't be any problem. After all, that person also drank it at the time."

Tang Lian widened his eyes and asked in confusion, "That person? Who is it? Could it be that Miss Mo?" He wondered in his heart.

Xiao Se, standing by, nodded slightly and answered affirmatively, "Yes, it was her. I remember that time, she personally poured a bowl of wine for your master. Your master drank it all without hesitation. However, in just a few breaths, your master fell asleep! But she drank a bowl herself as well. However, she didn't give it to us, saying that we couldn't handle it. Judging from her expression and tone at the time, this wine should be of great benefit to your master."

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a full half month had passed. However, the people of Xueyue City were still at a loss regarding Baili Dongjun's situation, with no clues to a solution. At this moment of utter anxiety, suddenly, an extremely strong aura surged from Baili Dongjun's room!

This sudden change startled everyone. They dropped everything they were doing and rushed to the room. When they arrived, they were stunned by the sight before them—the unconscious Baili Dongjun had not only regained consciousness, but also exuded an incredibly powerful and astonishing aura!

Tang Lian, who was standing nearby, was surprised and worried when she saw this scene. She quickly said, "Master, you're finally awake! That's great!"

Hearing his disciple's concerned words, Baili Dongjun smiled and gently stretched his body, then replied with a smile: "Yes, I have never felt so good as I do now."

At this moment, Baili Dongjun's mind replayed everything he had experienced in his dream. In that long, illusory dream, he and Brother Yun had traveled through thousands of years together. During that wondrous journey, they seemed to have practiced some mysterious martial art together. But no matter how hard he tried, Baili Dongjun could not clearly recall what this peerless technique was.

Snapping his thoughts back to reality, Baili Dongjun couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. Compared to the magnificent and exciting life in his dreams, he suddenly realized that his life in the real world seemed a bit too dull and wasted. Especially those days when he was plunged into prolonged grief and unable to extricate himself due to Yueyao's death, he felt a deep sense of regret.

However, when Baili Dongjun thought of Brother Yun's tragic end, his heart felt like it was being struck by a heavy hammer, causing him unbearable pain. What made him feel even more guilty was that for so many years, he had actually ignored Brother Yun's child.

However, just as he was immersed in deep self-blame and regret, a thought involuntarily surged into his mind—the person in the palace who had been the catalyst for Brother Yun's death. At the thought of this person, Baili Dongjun's eyes instantly became fierce, and an uncontrollable rage burned in his heart. But since Brother Yun didn't blame her, he couldn't kill her...