Previously, the villagers who had been making a racket at the door stood still in shock the moment they pushed open the door. On the bamboo bed where Miss Yun used to lie, there was a woman in a crimson dress. Her eyes were clear, and between her eyebrows was the red spider lily mark they had seen in Old Man Liu's yard just a few days ago.
She opened her eyes, sat up, and her beautiful, clean eyes were filled with confusion. What a beautiful girl! The villagers in this small town had never traveled far and had rarely seen extremely beautiful women. They thought that Miss Yun, whom they had seen before, was already the most beautiful woman in the world. However, the girl in front of them was clearly even more stunning.
She was dressed simply, yet she didn't seem vulgar at all. Her eyes, as if having been in a long slumber, were now filled with doubt about the world. Her facial features were extremely delicate. Just one glance from her eyes into the crowd was enough to make many young men in the town feel excited.
She stood up, and her figure was perfectly proportioned. There wasn't a single wrinkle on her long, fair neck. Even her face was flawless. The woman reached out her hand and rubbed her head. "Where is this?" she murmured. "Who are you?" she asked slowly, her voice as pleasant and refreshing as the sound from a remote valley in the sky.
At this moment, the villagers, who had been in a daze for a long time, finally came to their senses. They quickly said, "Miss, can you talk?" Zhao Shuning was even more confused. Did she change her body again? Or, had something strange happened and she possessed a mute girl? She raised her hands and looked at them carefully. No, this was her own body. So...
"Zhang Qing, what nonsense are you talking about?" someone beside him teased. The man realized that his question was really unreasonable. He scratched his head shyly and murmured, "I thought that a girl like a fairy only existed in story - books. I didn't expect to see a real - life person who could even talk."
Zhao Shuning had just woken up, and her mind was still in a muddle. After all, she had been in a deep sleep for more than twenty years. It was normal for her to feel confused when she suddenly woke up in a completely unfamiliar place. After calming her emotions, she asked the villagers some questions, such as where this place was, what year it was, and how the Nine - Continent Continent was now. However, no matter how common - sense the questions were, the villagers on the other side knew nothing.
Many young boys looked at Zhao Shuning with intense and expectant eyes. Zhao Shuning reached out her hand, trying to contact Feng Buran by her own strength. However, no matter how hard she tried, she found that she didn't have a single bit of spiritual power, let alone mental strength. Now, she was no different from an ordinary person. Her mood suddenly became extremely heavy. She didn't know where she was. Judging from the reactions of the villagers in front of her, was she in a secluded valley? Without her abilities and unable to contact the outside world, how could she get out?
She stayed in the small town for a few days and got to know most of the town's situation. Their ancestors had lived here for hundreds of years, working hard on farming and weaving. They had lived here for generations, without official kilns or taxes. It was truly a paradise on earth.
Since Zhao Shuning appeared in the small town and had nowhere to go and couldn't find a way out for the time being, she could only stay in Yun Ruoqian's small courtyard first. The young boys in the small town were very enthusiastic. Seeing that there were no bedding in Zhao Shuning's room, they carried newly - woven quilts from their own homes and gave them to her. Now that Zhao Shuning's body was delicate and the nights in this small town were rather cold, it would be better to have some clothes and quilts.
"Miss Zhao, are you out for a walk again?" It was Uncle Yan from the village who was coming towards her. He had a son who was in his prime. In the past few days, this young man had been pestering his father to send clothes and food to Zhao Shuning. Zhao Shuning nodded. "Hello, Uncle Yan. Good morning, Xiao Yan." The young boy following Uncle Yan blushed and lowered his head shyly when he heard Zhao Shuning call him. He stammered, "Good morning, Miss Zhao." Then he dragged Uncle Yan and walked forward in a hurry.
Zhao Shuning couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. Xiao Yan was really cute. As she continued walking forward, she met many other young boys in the village. For some reason, these days, every time Zhao Shuning went out, no matter which path she took, she always "accidentally met" these boys. When they saw Zhao Shuning, they were very embarrassed. Most of them just took a look from afar. Only the brave ones would step forward to say hello. They were simple and honest, and Zhao Shuning thought their reactions were very cute. Every time she talked to them, their faces would always show a comforting smile.
This place was far away from the hustle and bustle. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Shuning still missed Yan Ruyu and her family in her heart, she might be willing to stay here forever. Zhao Shuning still didn't understand the current situation. She didn't even know why she was here. When she heard the villagers talk about Miss Yun, she finally had a little impression. The villagers said that Miss Yun was the only one who had ever left the small town, but Yun Ruoqian had disappeared, and it seemed that she would never come back.
When Zhao Shuning met Yun Ruoqian on the ship to Dongzhou, she felt that Yun Ruoqian was not an ordinary person. Her words were always profound. Even though Zhao Shuning didn't say anything, Yun Ruoqian seemed to know everything. Did she save her? If she did, why did she leave before Zhao Shuning woke up? Why did she leave her in this isolated and beautiful small town?
Zhao Shuning was full of doubts but couldn't find any answers, so she had to let it go. She continued walking forward. When she passed by a big tree, a baby bird fell from it. She stopped. "What an ugly bird," she thought. After putting the bird back into its nest, Zhao Shuning sat under the big tree. Suddenly, she thought of the phoenix. That stinky phoenix must have been very beautiful when it was young. She wondered how it was doing in another world. A tear rolled down her eyes.
Zhao Shuning stood up and drove away all the negative emotions. She didn't know how many years had passed in this world. In the eyes of others, was she already dead? After she lost all consciousness on the sacred mountain in Dongzhou, was Buran okay?
"Miss Zhao, we've renovated your house. Do you want to go and have a look?" Just as Zhao Shuning was about to reply, she felt a sudden dizziness in her head and fainted.