Ouyang Xueqing gradually regained her scattered consciousness but her eyelids were so heavy that it couldn't be lifted. Her whole body felt so heavy as if she had just been run through by a carriage. A few moments later, her brain slowly began functioning and her senses returned.
The first thing she noticed was the thick medicinal herbs in the air, it was so pungent that she wished she could faint again. Truly…a blasphemous stench that should never exist. The bitterness seemed like it had seeped from her nose to her mouth, making her almost able to taste it on the tip of her tongue.
It made her sobered up slightly and the next thing she noticed was the peaceful chirp of the birds nearby. She had no idea where she was nor could she remember what she was doing before. Dull ache attacked her temple in waves, and Ouyang Xueqing could only recall the faint impression that she had become one with the sky as she swam amidst the clouds and pierced through the horizon.