mtl008 Chapter 221 Departure
Chapter 221 Departure
Early in the morning of the second day, a hint of paleness just appeared in the eastern sky, and the faint dawn light gently covered the earth like a layer of gauze.
At this moment, everything in the world seemed to still be immersed in the endless tenderness brought by the bright stars last night. However, this small inn had already presented a scene of bustling and busyness.
Yu Si got up very early. She walked lightly to the fire and skillfully and attentively boiled the pot of vital antidote.
The fire was burning brightly, making slight crackling sounds from time to time, as if playing a unique melody for this tense moment.
As time passed, the medicine in the pot began to bubble and boil, and a rich medicinal aroma gradually rose up, floating in the air like wisps of smoke.
At the same time, an agile secret guard quietly walked into the house. He carefully picked up the bowl of steaming antidote and distributed it to the other people in the inn one by one.
Gradually, the people who were originally unconscious began to open their eyes one after another and regained their vitality.
At this time, in a corner of the room, two maids, Xiaolu and Xiaocui, were huddled together and whispering.
Their eyes flickered with the lingering warmth of last night's dreams, appearing a little confused and full of curiosity.
"Xiao Cui, don't you think it's weird? Last night I seemed to have entered a completely unfamiliar and wonderful world! Everything there was so realistic that I still can't tell whether it was a dream or reality." Xiao Lu's words revealed a bit of confusion and yearning.
Hearing this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but frowned slightly, and after falling into deep thought for a moment, she said, "In fact, I am the same. I have been entangled in all kinds of strange dreams all night. Those scenes are like colorful paintings, constantly flashing in my mind..."
The two of them talked in low voices, recalling the dreamlike experience of last night, their hearts full of doubts and amazement.
Murong Zixi raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "The so-called dream is nothing more than a reflection of what you think and hope for deep in your heart. Why should you care too much about it?"
However, she did not reveal the truth to the two of them - the reason they were in this condition was because they were poisoned by the dream poison.
At this moment, Xiaolu was about to say something, but the words that had not yet been spoken were abruptly interrupted by Yu San's unrestrained, crisp and loud laughter: "Haha, Xiaolu, look at you, did you have a wonderful dream? Even your face is blushing with shame!"
Although there was a hint of sarcasm in Yu San's words, it also made the atmosphere around them become relaxed and pleasant.
After hearing this, Xiaolu's cheeks instantly turned red like ripe apples. She lowered her head shyly and dared not say another word. Her shy and lovely look was just like a beautiful flower that had just bloomed in early spring, which made people feel love for her.
Seeing this, Murong Zixi couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth again, and her eyes revealed a hint of tenderness that was hard to detect: "Well, let's pack up quickly, it's almost time for us to leave."
"Yes"
Just as everyone was about to step out of the room, a figure stood silently outside the door. Upon closer inspection, it was Jun Feimo.
His eyes were fixed on the little white dog in Murong Zixi's arms.
Jun Feimo frowned slightly, "Xier, do you really love this little guy so much?" He whispered softly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his voice.
Murong Zixi raised her lips slightly, revealing a gentle and sweet smile. Her eyes were as warm as the spring sun, full of endless doting. "Xiaobai is my baby. No matter where I go, it will follow me closely. In my heart, Xiaobai is unique and irreplaceable." As soon as she finished speaking, she gently stroked Xiaobai's velvety soft fur, then resolutely turned around and walked away with light steps. Her back looked so determined, as if she was announcing to the world her deep affection for Xiaobai.
Jun Feimo stared quietly at the figure that gradually disappeared from his sight, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.
For a moment, he even felt that he was a little ridiculous - he was actually jealous of a little puppy who could snuggle in Xier's arms every day.
At this moment, a crisp sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky. As the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, Jun Yin dismounted gracefully. His steps were steady and powerful, and each step revealed an innate majesty and dignity.
"Little uncle, little aunt!" Jun Yin's voice, as gentle as jade, sounded, mixed with a little bit of tension that was hard to grasp, as if thousands of words were stuck in his throat. He walked forward quickly, looked eagerly at the couple who were about to travel far away, and asked softly: "According to what the secret guards said, are you two going to the State of Chu today?"
Jun Feimo nodded slightly and responded softly. Although his voice was as flat as water, it contained an unshakable determination and perseverance.
Murong Zixi and Xiaocui and Xiaolu beside her bowed to Jun Yin and slowly walked towards the carriage.
Jun Feimo jumped onto the horse with swift movements, his figure as agile as a cheetah.
He turned to look at Jun Yin, his eyes as deep as the sea, and said in a deep voice: "The matter of Wanchongshan is of vital importance. You must treat it with caution and return to Beijing as soon as possible after properly handling it."
Jun Yin nodded solemnly, indicating that he had kept this advice in mind. Then, he spoke again: "Little uncle, although I don't know why you are going to Chu this time, I sincerely wish you and little aunt a smooth journey and everything goes well."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Feimo said loudly: "Let's go back!" Then he kicked his horse and led everyone forward slowly.
The wheels made crisp sounds as they rolled, and the horse's hooves raised a cloud of dust as they stepped on the ground.
The team gradually moved away from the city gate of Baihua Town and headed towards the distance.
But Jun Yin did not turn around and leave. Instead, he stood there motionless, staring at the direction they were leaving like a sculpture.
Time passed minute by minute, and he still stood there motionless, letting the breeze brush across his clothes.
It was not until the carriage and the figure of the rider turned into a blurry dot on the horizon and finally disappeared completely that he sighed deeply, slowly withdrew his gaze, climbed on the horse, and rode away.