A master of metaphysics is farming.

His handsome face was framed by a pair of eyes that flickered with a mixture of surprise and panic, but in the end, they turned into the joy of something lost and found again.

Xiang He shifted her body, bracing herself on the bed with both hands. He Suian helped her sit up, but before he could let go, she hugged his waist and buried her face in his chest.

"millet……"

Before he could speak, he felt her body trembling uncontrollably, her arms around him tightly, and the sound of her crying gradually became clearer in his ears. Her sudden action startled him.

The crying grew louder and louder, the sound of which was an uncontrollable sorrow, and the crying pierced He Sui'an's heart.

He held Xiang He tightly in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, without saying a word, just holding her close until she cried herself to sleep.

The people standing outside the door couldn't help but cry as well. Xing Ji and Zhu Nan leaned against the door and lowered their heads, trying not to let others see the tears in their eyes.

The two girls hugged each other tightly, weeping with joy.

In this small courtyard, there were uncontrollable wailing, restrained sobbing, and even more so, silent forbearance.

They didn't know why Xiang He was crying so hard, but seeing her wake up made them happier than anything else.

Xiang He's cries were truly heart-wrenching; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were agonizing.

I was truly moved.

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After an unknown amount of time, the crying stopped in the courtyard, but noises came from the kitchen.

Jiang Xinyue sat still, watching the heat, while Xiang Huiying chopped vegetables, occasionally raising her hand to wipe away the tears that streamed down her face.

"do not Cry……"

Xiang Huiying glanced at her, "Your eyes are still swollen!"

She quickly raised her hand to rub her eyes, "It's been more than ten days, I'm finally awake..."

The way He Sui'an carried Xiang He back that day startled them all; they thought Xiang He had been injured and died...

Fortunately, she was still breathing, but had fallen into a deep sleep, and could only be kept alive by being fed soup every day.

"Xinyue, what He'er is doing is very dangerous, isn't it?"

Jiang Xinyue paused in her prying of firewood, then continued rubbing her eyes. "It's not very dangerous, but she might have been set up this time. Don't overthink it. She's finally awake, we should be happy."

"Hmm... The young master and the princess have been coming every day recently. They should be relieved to know that He'er has woken up."

"They'll be here tomorrow morning anyway."

"Too."

The two stopped talking and silently continued with their work.

Outside the courtyard, Xing Ji was cleaning the lotus pond. This was a small pond that Shui Yue needed ten days ago. They were originally the mirrors in the pond. If they wanted to heal their injuries as soon as possible, they could only return to the water and receive the power bestowed by the earth veins and Ying Yue.

This lotus pond is not large. It was built by order of the Prince's Palace, who sent people from the Ministry of Works. From digging the pit to completion, it only took five days.

Zhu Nan brought fish food and scattered it into the lotus pond to feed the fish.

From the day they returned, the Four Ghosts never appeared, nor did Jinghua ever see them. Only Shuiyue's weak voice could be heard that day, and after agreeing, she never uttered another word.

In a single day, all the demons and ghosts vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Only Black Crow, who always stayed by Xiang He's side, made them feel that those days were real.

There really are demons and monsters in this world.

Everyone went about their business in the courtyard in silence. Xiang He was fast asleep in her room, occasionally letting out a sob.

She cried a lot.

The crow scurried over with its tiny claws and touched her red and swollen eyes with its sharp beak. "Girl, you're back again."

Seeing his subtle movements, He Sui'an calmly pushed him away a little, saying, "Let her get some sleep, you can leave."

Black Crow's eyes darted around. "Stingy," he said, and then flew out of the room.

After he flew away, He Suian tucked the thin blanket around Xiang He and noticed her furrowed brows, indicating that she hadn't slept soundly.

Then I remembered what Black Crow had said earlier—that the original soul had left but had returned. If that were the case…

His gaze fell on her slightly red and swollen eyes. She was crying so painfully, she must have seen something or met someone, and in the end she still had to come back to this place that did not belong to her.

If that's the case, it's no wonder she cried so hard.

His gaze swept over her sleeping face. The long scar didn't seem frightening; instead, it added a touch of sharpness to her gentle features, matching her personality.

He reached out and wiped away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes, then gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. As if sensing the slight touch, Xiang He let out a soft hum and moved slightly, startling He Sui'an into immediately withdrawing his hand.

Seeing that she was sleeping restlessly, He Sui sat quietly by the bed and stopped moving, just looking at her with deep affection, staying by her side, just like the past ten days.

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In her dream, she saw her fellow disciples again, and her master was still waving to her.

Xiang He forced a smile and ran over, suppressing the bitterness in her heart. Everyone gathered around, chatting and laughing, without mentioning anything, just talking about ordinary things.

A soft voice called her name.

Xiang He's smiling face froze for a moment, but her master patted her head and said, "Go on, if you want to see me again, let's meet in our dreams?"

"You're such a pervert..."

As if suddenly relieved, Xiang He felt a heavy weight lifted from her heart. She turned around and took a few steps, then turned back to wave to them.

As the figure gradually blurred, Xiang He's eyes became clear. When she opened them, she saw He Suian's face. His eyes were filled with worry, but when he saw that Xiang He had woken up, the worry in his eyes was covered by joy.

"woke up."

He gazed at Xiang He with an incredibly gentle expression. Xiang He nodded slightly, a smile in her eyes that she herself was unaware of.

"How long have I been asleep?"

He Suian helped her sit up and gently placed a pillow under her, saying, "The thirteenth."

Xiang He smoothed her loose hair and pinched the bridge of her nose. "It's been so long..."

"Are you hungry?"

Only when she thought about it did she realize how empty her stomach was. Xiang He rubbed her belly and said, "I'm so hungry."

He Sui'an chuckled softly, got up and walked to the door. Just then, Xiang Huiying and Jiang Xinyue peeked out from outside the door. Seeing that Xiang He was awake and could still speak, their mournful faces broke into smiles.

Xiang Huiying handed the plate of jade she was holding to He Suian, saying, "We won't disturb you. Find me after you've finished eating."

Xiang He nodded to her from the bed in the room, "Thank you for your trouble, Seventh Sister."

Her hand trembled slightly, and Xiang Huiying smiled and glanced at her, "Don't be so polite with your older sister, eat quickly, let's go and do other things."

"it is good."

Xiang Huiying carefully closed the door, tears of joy falling again. Jiang Xinyue helped her to sit down at the table. "She's awake now, so don't think too much about it. Let her recover first."

“I know…” Xiang Huiying wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, “I’m happy.”

Thirteen days ago, when we saw her lying back, it terrified everyone. There were no demons or ghosts to be seen, only a black crow. For the next few days, even the black crow was reluctant to speak.

And Xiang He lay in bed day after day, and no matter how they called her, she didn't respond. How could they not worry?

"Let's go see Koike."

"it is good."