"Master, are you feeling better?"
Miao Yunshen's gaunt face showed a forced smile when he saw Song Jinyu.
"Yu'er's medical skills are getting more and more exquisite."
Song Jinyu handed a spiritual pill to her master. "Master, your illness has been temporarily suppressed for now."
"You can get up and move around tomorrow. By then, Qingfeng, Mingyue and the others will attend to you."
Song Jinyu looked at her master with heartache. Seeing him getting thinner and weaker day by day, she said, "Let the eldest senior brother and the others handle the affairs of Tianmen Mountain. You don't need to worry about them anymore."
As if sensing something, Miao Yunshen grabbed her hand. "Yu'er, is there something going on?"
"Nothing. It's just some family matters in Liuzhou."
"I've heard that your father was dismissed from office?"
So master already knew about this? "Well... He was reinstated to his original post a few days ago." She quickly changed the topic, afraid that her master would worry too much. Unexpectedly, Miao Yunshen suddenly said, "If Yu'er feels tired, just be an ordinary young lady in the boudoir."
Not understanding her master's words and seeing that he was a bit tired, Song Jinyu left.
Yan Fei had already prepared everything. Seeing them waiting for her, she calmly mounted the Red Cloud Steed.
"Hurry up and follow!"
He Yan saw all this. He and Chen Runzhi went to the courtyard of the Second Elder together.
The Second Elder disdained to care. "She's just a girl. Not worth our attention."
"The young master of Tianmen Mountain can't be a girl!"
After the two of them left, Wen Sirong walked in. "Master has always doted on her. He just thinks she's young."
"Anyway, just wait for him to breathe his last in peace." The Second Elder patted Wen Sirong's shoulder and smiled sinisterly. This made Wen Sirong's heart pound wildly. This cooperation was, in any case, a kind of betrayal. But Wen Sirong had no other way out.
Zhongli Mingye lit sandalwood in the pavilion.
His slender fingers stroked the Jiaowei Qin, and a tune of High Mountains and Flowing Water slowly poured out from between his fingers.
She had been back at Tianmen Mountain for some time. Would she think of him?
He still remembered that day when he accidentally drank the aphrodisiac wine and was thrown into the lake by her. A smile appeared on his lips, as dazzling as the rising sun.
It seemed like just yesterday, but it had already been several months.
He still remembered the day she complained about not being arranged a guest - room. The way she complained was very interesting. Her small mouth pouted, and her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, rippling with a colorful glow.
He really wanted to take a bite and taste her sweetness.
Why wasn't a guest - room arranged? Because the whole Prince Yu's Mansion wanted to be given to her. In his bedroom, since Song Jinyu had stayed there, a dressing table had been installed and a new wardrobe had been made, all filled with her clothes. In any case, his wife should be with him, lingering in the morning and walking hand in hand in the evening.
It was a pity that the young girl didn't know yet.
His thoughts became more and more anxious with the sandalwood. Zhongli Mingye deeply understood that at this moment, he really wanted to see Song Jinyu. These days of separation had been even more torturous.
He just didn't know what she was doing. Was she attending to Miao Yunshen or lying in bed reading story - books?
If she were by his side now, just listening to him play the qin without doing anything, that would be wonderful.
"Are you sure the Land of Paradise is here?"
Yan Fei was a bit confused because in one more day's journey, they would reach the Yanshan Region.
After traveling for several days, Song Jinyu was a bit tired. During the rest, she took out the drawn map and looked at it carefully. "Whether we can find it or not, we have to give it a try."
If they didn't try, they would never have a chance. If she could let her master live a few more years, it would be good. After all, without Miao Yunshen, there would be no Song Jinyu today.
Maybe she would still be a "little mute".
"Yanshan and Daxia have never had a good relationship..."
Micu saw that she was unmoved and stepped forward to persuade her. "Yes! Miss, you must think twice."
Putting down the map in her hand, Song Jinyu thought for a while and said, "It doesn't matter. We can just think of it as a trip for fun."
"Moreover, if we don't go looking, there will be no hope at all."
Since she got the charm - blue flower inexplicably last time, Song Jinyu had always been convinced that she could definitely find the Yin Grass.
Seeing her so determined, Yan Fei stopped talking. He just wanted to protect Song Jinyu whole - heartedly. The sun on the horizon gradually dimmed, covered by dark clouds.
A mountain rain was coming. Everyone had to pack up in a hurry and speed up.
Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, they had to find an old temple to take shelter.
After eating some dry rations, Song Jinyu sat on the steps with her knees hugged, watching the raindrops fall on the eaves. She thought of Zhongli Mingye.
Had he returned to the capital?
The capital seemed very prosperous, but the situation there was very complicated. She remembered that before she left, he said he would go and ask the imperial astrologer to choose a good day. Thinking of this, her face inexplicably became hot.
If he weren't the Prince Yu, how good it would be. They could be together simply, without so many worldly troubles.
However,
That day, she and Zhongli Mingye had sworn in front of the Buddha that they would be bound together for this lifetime, sharing weal and woe.
Thinking of this, she laughed. Her hand touched her chest, where there was a little secret. The crystal - clear jade carving, which she carried with her every day, was warmed by her body. Her fingertips traced the patterns on the jade carving, and her yearning grew like rampant weeds.
Yan Fei walked over. Seeing her blushing face, he thought she was sick. So he reached out and touched her forehead.
"You're a bit hot..."
"Senior... Brother..." Song Jinyu interrupted his words, "No, I'm not..."
Afraid that Yan Fei would notice her secret, she quickly turned around and went back into the temple.
Looking at Song Jinyu thoughtfully, Yan Fei knew that she was clearly a young girl in love. But her heart was not on him.
A bitter smile tugged at his lips. The young man in white let the cold rain fall on his palm, soaking his heart.
"Wow! Look... What's this?"
Early in the morning, Song Jinyu went to search in the yard of the old temple.
"So many mushrooms!" She held a lot of wild mushrooms in her hands, her eyes shining. Micu couldn't help but smile. "Miss, I'll go and make a soup for you."
"Um... Micu really knows what I want."
"Today, I'll treat you to an extra meal!" Cheng Song walked in from outside the temple, carrying two wild game.
Song Jinyu clapped her hands happily. "We're going to have meat!"
After a happy meal, they set off on their journey. They had only walked for a short while when another group of people entered the old temple.
"Master, there's a temple here."
"Let's take a rest for now..."
A slender finger tapped on the chair. "The Land of Paradise is not far away. We can have more energy after a good rest."
"Yes, sir!"