cold clothes

Leng Yi hugged "Yin Jiu from my dreams" and couldn't help but rub and sniff her, as if she had returned to those peaceful and warm days in the herbal medicine hall. The fresh and bittersweet smell of herbs always made her feel particularly at ease. Yin Jiu's scent was different, so every time she smelled Yin Jiu's scent in her half-awake state, she knew that Yin Jiu was by her side.

Knowing that Yin Jiu was silently protecting me made me feel really safe, even though Yin Jiu was gone after I woke up.

When I woke up, he was gone...

Suddenly overwhelmed with sadness, she was about to cry. Leng Yi forced open her blurry eyes, cupped Yin Jiu's face in her hands, and tried her best to see him clearly. She said urgently, "Since we're in a dream, Yin Jiu, please say something. When I wake up... I won't be able to hear your voice anymore."

Zhao Yin was somewhat stunned as his face was cupped in his hands. Looking at Leng Yi's face up close made his heart race and made him feel ashamed... While Leng Yi's dependence on him when she was not in her right mind pleased him, it also made him feel ashamed.

Zhao Yin dared not speak, fearing that Leng Yi would discover that he was no longer the Yin Jiu he once was.

If Leng Yi were to wake up at this moment and discover that it wasn't a dream, she would be greatly shocked, and with her pride, she would be so ashamed and indignant that she would want to crawl into a hole in the ground.

and so……

Zhao Yin was still struggling with his own thoughts, but Leng Yi couldn't keep her eyelids open any longer and closed them heavily. Her last thought was that she regretted not being able to control dreams, otherwise she could make Yin Jiu do whatever she wanted.

Zhao Yin's arm around Leng Yi's waist suddenly tightened, and Leng Yi fell into a deep sleep, her weight pressing entirely onto Zhao Yin. Zhao Yin held the unconscious Leng Yi in his arms again, knowing that it might be better for her to sleep peacefully, but he had no intention of letting go.

The two people eavesdropping on the rooftop were so anxious that they scratched their heads and sighed repeatedly.

"Young Master is usually a quiet person. He only became a little more cheerful after meeting Miss Ningbi. Now he's back to square one, and even more withdrawn." The guard couldn't help but rub his forehead.

"You've been by the young master's side for a long time, tell me what exactly happened between the young master and Miss Ningbi?" Xiaolian asked, unable to contain her curiosity.

"It's a long story... They were inseparable at first, but after Miss Ningbi found out the young master's true identity, things started to get strange between them... They argued every time they met after that, as if they had broken up."

"But they don't seem to think so."

The guard's voice suddenly became very low: "There is actually a misunderstanding between them, but I feel that most of the reasons are due to the young master."

After hearing the general story of what happened between her young master and Miss Ningbi, Xiaolian couldn't help but sigh: "Young master says enough things against his conscience all the time. Why can't he tell the truth? It's really annoying for a man to be so awkward."

"Wow, you're so brave! Aren't you afraid the young master will hear you?" The guard exclaimed in a low voice, marveling at Xiaolian's courage.

-

Leng Yi slept all day, and apart from her stomach rumbling, everything was perfect, even nine out of ten!

"Miss Ningbi has recovered her spirits, that's wonderful," Xiaolian said with a smile.

Leng Yi's eyes lit up for a moment when she saw Xiao Lian bring her breakfast, but then she noticed the dark circles under Xiao Lian's eyes and immediately felt embarrassed.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Sister Xiaolian. You must have been exhausted yesterday because of me."

"Hey, this is my duty." Actually, she had been out in the wind for half the night. Luckily, she had internal energy protecting her and the vengeful spirit blocking the wind for her, otherwise she would have collapsed.

And she even called her "sister"—Miss Ningbi has such a sweet tongue.

Leng Yi silently ate her breakfast, while Xiao Lian silently watched her eat.

"Is there something you want to say to me, Sister Xiaolian?" Lengyi asked under the watchful gaze that seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words.

“Uh, okay, I do have something I want to ask you,” Xiaolian asked cautiously, “Were you awake last night? I mean, do you remember last night…”